Bram Stoker
Bram Stoker
Abraham "Bram" Stokerwas an Irish author, best known today for his 1897 Gothic novel Dracula. During his lifetime, he was better known as the personal assistant of actor Henry Irving and business manager of the Lyceum Theatre in London, which Irving owned...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth8 November 1847
CityDublin, Ireland
CountryIreland
girl lasts poor
I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- "Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!" He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- "Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!
beautiful young pale
She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
blood
The blood is the life!
faith believe faculty
Faith ... that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
years acting actors
The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
feelings mind literature
Whether it is the old lady's fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.
beautiful fall snow
And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
dies
Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
feelings brain diaries
For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.
mad sanity shall wake
I sometimes think we must all be mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
fear thinking sea
I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
dance friend full king laugh laughter sad strange tune
Oh, friend John, it is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles. And yet when King Laugh come, he make them all dance to the tune he play.
believe want i-want-you
I want you to believe...to believe in things that you cannot.
affected again began both dog driver farming great horses house howl jump minded mountains road sharper side somewhere strength whilst wolves
Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farming house far down the road - a long, agonized wailing,as if from fear... Then, far off in the distance, from the mountains on each side of us began a louderand a sharper howling - that of wolves - which affected both horses and myself in the same way -for I was minded to jump from the caleche and run, whilst they reared again and plunged madly, so that the driver had to use all his great strength to keep them from bolting.