There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part. Bram Stoker ageguessman Change image and share on social
Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere. Bram Stoker blackcleanclothe Change image and share on social
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. Bram Stoker crucifixeasyfear Change image and share on social
There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples. Bram Stoker beingevidenceexist share on social
Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am mad. That the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain. Bram Stoker accuratebrainhelsing share on social
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be. Bram Stoker deareyeheart Change image and share on social
Count Dracula had directed me to go to the Golden Krone Hotel, which I found, to my great delight, to be thoroughly old-fashioned, for of course I wanted to see all I could of the ways of the country. Bram Stoker countcountrydelight Change image and share on social
It is the eve of St. George's Day. Do you not know that tonight, when the clock strikes midnight, all the evil things in the world will have full sway? Bram Stoker clockdayeve Change image and share on social
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. Bram Stoker afraidbeautifulbegin share on social
Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky. Bram Stoker actbattlementblack share on social
