No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
Bram StokerAll men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God's madmen too, the rest of the world.
Bram StokerI have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
Bram StokerI have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same. Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, โMay I come in?โ is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, โI am here.
Bram Stoker