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
selfish love-is light
Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
roots evil selfishness
It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact. If this be an ordered selfishness, then we should pause before we condemn any one for the vice of egoism, for there may be deeper root for its causes than we have knowledge of.
sleep
Sleep has no place it can call its own.
animal ideas durability
I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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!
dream fear sleep
Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer--both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
men hands light
She is one of God's women fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth.
loneliness wings brooding
Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
anchors drifting
We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
blood mines
The blood is life... and it shall be mine!
dream sleep bad-dream
There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
rain air doe
I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
heart men might
Because if a woman's heart was free a man might have hope.
beautiful young pale
She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.