Pray do not take us as exceeding the bounds of business courtesy in pressing you in all ways to use the utmost expedition.
Siempre existe una causa para un efecto.
The time is come, I fear, when I must open the parcel, and know what is written.
The man is an undeveloped homicidal maniac.
Omnia Romae venalia sunt. Hell has its price!
Just think what will be his joy when he, too, is destroyed in his worser part that his better part may have spiritual immortality.
I suppose there is something in a women’s nature that makes a man free to break down before her and express his feelings on the tender or emotional side without feeling it derogatory to his manhood.
Did he get his brain fever, and then write all those terrible things, or had he some cause for it all? I suppose I shall never know, for I dare not open the subject to him. And yet that man we saw yesterday! He.
I am deeper in death at this moment than if the weight of an earthly grave lay heavy upon me!
I have copied out the words on my typewriter, and none other need now hear your heart beat, as I did.
He took with him a bag in which were many instruments and drugs, ‘the ghastly paraphernalia of our beneficial trade’, as he once called, in one of his lectures, the equipment of a professor of the healing craft.
Why can’t they let a girl marry three men, or as many as want her, and save all this trouble?
Do you know all the mystery of life and death? Do you know the altogether of comparative anatomy and can say wherefore the qualities of brutes are in some men, and not in others? Can you tell me why, when other spiders die small and soon, that one great spider lived for centuries in the tower of the old Spanish church and grew and grew, till, on descending, he could drink the oil of all the church lamps?
Some of the ‘New Women’ writers will some day start an idea that men and women should be allowed to see each other asleep before proposing or accepting. But I suppose the ‘New Woman’ won’t condescend in future to accept. She will do the proposing herself. And a nice job she will make of it too!
Whilst I live on here there is but one thing to hope for, that I may not go mad, if, indeed, I be not mad already.
My Friend, – Welcome to the Carpathians. I am anxiously expecting you. Sleep well to-night. At three to-morrow the diligence will start for Bukovina; a place on it is kept for you. At the Borgo Pass my carriage will await you and will bring you to me. I trust that your journey from London has been a happy one, and that you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land. Your friend, Dracula.
I am beginning to feel this nocturnal existence tell on me.
The traces of such an illness as his do not lightly die away. We should have written long ago, but we knew nothing of his friends, and there was nothing on him, nothing that anyone could understand. He came in the train from Klausenburg, and.
How well the man reasoned; lunatics always do within their own scope. I wonder at how many lives he values a man, or if at only one.
A tall man, thin and pale, with high nose and teeth so white, and eyes that seem to be burning. That he be all in black, except that he have a hat of straw which suit not him or the time.