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I shall be glad as long as I live that even in that moment of final dissolution, there was in the face a look of peace, such as I never could have imagined might have rested there.

It is nineteenth century up-to-date with a vengeance. And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere 'modernity' cannot kill.

Looking down on their glossy heads, I realized that they were indeed threatened; they were simply unaware of it. We are all vulnerable.

Mes, moterys, turime motinišką instinktą, kuris pabudęs iškelia mus virš smulkmeniškumo. Jaučiau ant savo peties šio didelio vyro galvą tarsi vaiko, kurį kada nors glausiu prie savo krūtines.

Maybe Dracula wasn't a vampire, just a raging alcoholic who was constantly hungover.

Permítame que le aconseje, mi querido joven amigo; no, permítame que le advierta con toda seriedad que en caso de que usted deje estos cuartos, por ningún motivo se quede dormido en cualquier otra parte del castillo. Es viejo y tiene muchas memorias, y hay muchas pesadillas para aquellos que no duermen sabiamente. ¡Se lo advierto! En caso de que el sueño lo dominase ahora o en otra oportunidad o esté a punto de dominarlo, regrese deprisa a su propia habitación o a estos cuartos, pues entonces podrá descansar a salvo. Pero no siendo usted cuidadoso a este respecto, entonces… —terminó su discurso de una manera horripilante, pues hizo un movimiento con las manos como si se las estuviera lavando.

Nes juk galų gale gyvenimas yra ne tai, ką mes darome, o tik laukimas kažko kito, ir mirtis yra tai, kuo galime be dvejonių pasikliauti.

Oh, very well,” he said,”let her come in, by all means, but just wait a minute till I tidy up the place.” His method of tidying was peculiar, he simply swallowed all the flies and spiders in the boxes before I could stop him. It was quite evident that he feared, or was jealous of, some interference. When he had got through his disgusting task, he said cheerfully, “Let the lady come in,

preserve my sanity, for to this I am reduced. Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past. 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. If I be sane, then surely it is maddening to think that of all the foul things that lurk in this hateful place.

She laughed again. "You must go to the movies a lot. This is not Dracula, and the villain isn't Bela Lugosi. They took a good friend away from me, and they know I know. But, at any rate, I did try to find her boyfriend the day after she disappeared. I knew where he lived and I went there. His landlord said he'd left unexpectedly and he didn't know where he'd gone. Lucky for me he wasn't there, I suppose." She took another deep breath and squinted at her watch. "Oh, my Lord. I didn't realize it was that late. I really must be going.

Ningún hombre sabe, hasta que lo experimenta, lo que se siente que su propia sangre circule por las venas de la mujer que ama.

Quería decir que debemos tener un espíritu abierto, y no permitir que una pequeña verdad obstruya el curso de las grandes verdades, como una pequeña roca obstruye el paso del tren.

The first handkerchief was tied to a second, yellow handkerchief. He fed both through the window and kept pulling. Attached to it was a red one. Then a green one. “Go away, you goddamn clown!” Jenny ordered. But Benny the Clown continued to pull out handkerchief after handkerchief. Five…ten…fifteen…then… That’s not a handkerchief.

Si tuvieras que elegir entre la cordura, tu vida tal como la recuerdas, antes que la verdadera inestabilidad, ¿qué elegirías como manera adecuada para vivir de un estudioso?

There is a reason that all things are as they are, and did you see with my eyes and know with my knowledge, you would perhaps better understand.

The warlike days are over. Blood is too precious a thing in these days of dishonorable peace; and the glories of the great races are as a tale that is told.

There seemed a strange stillness over everything; but as I listened I heard as if from down below in the valley the howling of many wolves. The Count's eyes gleamed, and he said:- 'Listen to them- the children of the night. What music they make!' Seeing, I suppose, some expression in my face strange to him, he added:- 'Ah, sir, you dwellers in the city cannot enter into the feelings of the hunter.

These are works of history about your century, the twentieth. A fine century-I look forward to the rest of it.

These friends - and he laid his hand on some of the books - have been good friends to me, and for some years past, ever since I had the idea of going to London, have given me many, many hours of pleasure. Through them I have come to know your great England; and to know her is to love her. I long to go through the crowded streets of your mighty London, to be in the midst of the whirl and rush of humanity, to share its life, its change, its death, and all that makes it what it is.

...The strange thing, you know, is that Stalin openly admired Ivan the Terrible. Two leaders who were willing to crush and kill their own people-to do anything necessary- in order to consolidate their power...Can you imagine a world in which Stalin could live for five hundred years...or perhaps forever?

The thing that haunted me that day, however, as I closed my notebook and put my coat on to go home, was not my ghostly image of Dracula, or the description of impalement, but the fact that these things had- apparently- actually occurred. If I listened too closely, I thought, I would hear the screams of the boys, of the ‘large family’ dying together. For all his attention to my historical education, my father had neglected to tell me this: history’s terrible moments were real. I understand now, decades later, that he could never have told me. Only history itself can convince you of such a truth. And once you’ve seen that truth-really seen it-you can’t look away.

The wind picks up as if to match his mood, it twists my coat so that for a moment it resembles a saw-toothed cape flying out behind me. All I need now is a garish top hat and they can call me Count Dracula.

Though we were in shelter, we could hear the rising wind, for it moaned and whistled through the rocks, and the branches of the trees crashed together as we swept along. It grew colder and colder still, and fine, powdery snow began to fall, so that soon we and all around us were covered with a white blanket

«Vieni, sorella. Vieni a noi. Su, vieni, vieni!» Impaurito io mi volgo a mia povera Madam Mina, e il mio cuore per felicità è balzato come fiamma; perché, oh, il terrore in suoi dolci occhi, la repulsione, l'orrore! E la convinzione, per me, che era ancora speranza. Dio sia ringraziato, non era ancora, non ancora, di quelle. Ho preso un pezzo dell'ostia avanzando verso di loro e il fuoco. Esse arretrano davanti a me, ridendo il loro basso, orrido riso. Io attizzo il fuoco e più non temo loro, perché sapevo che dietro nostre protezioni siamo sani e salvi. Esse non potevano accostare me mentre così armato, né Madam Mina mentre che rimaneva dentro il cerchio, che essa non poteva lasciare non più che quelle potevano entrare. I cavalli avevano cessato di gemere, e ancora giacevano a terra; la neve cadeva soffice su di essi, ed essi diventavano più bianchi e più bianchi. Sapevo che per le povere bestie era finito il terrore. E così siamo rimasti finché il rosso dell'alba è filtrato tra il biancore di neve. Ero desolato e intimorito, e pieno di tristi presentimenti; ma quando il bel sole ha cominciato a salire sull'orizzonte, la vita è in me tornata. Al primo venire dell'alba, le orride figure dissolvono nel turbine di nebbia e neve, spire di trasparente tenebra che va via verso il castello e sono perdute

With this and this - and he touched one of the canine teeth and that below it - the little children can be bitten." Unaesthetic as it may seem, vampires bite out of one side of the mouth, and one side only, which is only common sense. The upper canines in themselves are little more than daggers, useless in tearing flesh without employing the lower canines to help pin the skin together. Preoccupied with the erotic, the cinema necessarily rides roughshod over such technicalities.

You might as well ask a man to eat molecules with a pair of chop-sticks, as to try to interest me, about the lesser carnivora, when I know of what is before me.

You must not be alone; for to be alone is to be full of fears amd alarms.

Really, it was my fickleness, I sometimes think, that they found unendurable. If I had restricted myself to only one of their sweet girls, and married her, and chewed her neck in private, I suppose I might, like any eccentric cousin, have been made almost welcome among family and friends in the circle of the hearth. But perhaps I misjudge what degree of eccentricity even an Englishman can tolerate.

Welcome to my house! Enter freely. Go safely, and leave something of the happiness you bring.

You are nearest and dearest and all the world to me. Our souls are knit into one, for all life and all time. - Mina Harker

According to human accounts, Dracula lived on for centuries – he may still be living. Are you sure he’s really dead?’ I asked. ‘I watched Baldwin rip his head off and bury it thirty miles away from the rest of his body. He was really dead then, and he’s really dead now.’ Gallowglass looked at me reprovingly. ‘You should know better than to believe these human stories, Auntie. They’ve never got more than a speck of truth in them.

A noi nobili della Transilvania non piace pensare che le nostre ossa riposino fra quelle dei comuni mortali. Non cerco allegrezza né letizia, né la luminosa voluttà del sole o delle acque chiare che tanto piacciono ai giovani e agli spensierati. Non sono più giovane, e il mio cuore dopo gravosi anni di lutto per i miei morti non è incline all'allegria. Inoltre, le mura del mio castello sono diroccate; molto sono le ombre e il vento soffia freddo fra le merlature e i battenti. Amo la semi-oscurità e le ombre e restare solo con i miei pensieri quando è possibile.

-De acuerdo con la leyenda, las marcas desaparecen -dijo de pronto Matt-. Cuando la víctima muere, las marcas desaparecen. -Sí, lo sé -asintió Ben, que le recordaba por el Dracúla de Bram Stoker y por los filmes de Hammer que hicieron famoso a Christopher Lee.

But Dracula, the book, the myth, goes beyond metaphor in its intuitive rendering of an oncoming century filled with sexual horror: the throat as a female genital; sex and death as synonyms; killing as a sex act; slow dying as sensuality; men watching the slow dying, and the watching is sexual; mutilation of the female body as male heroism and adventure; callous, ruthless, predatory lust as the one-note meaning of sexual desire; intercourse itself needing blood, someone's, somewhere, to count as a sex act in a world excited by sado-masochism, bored by the dull thud-thud of the literal fuck. The new virginity is emerging, a twentieth century nightmare: no matter how much we have fucked, now matter with how many, now matter with what intensity or obsession or commitment or conviction (believing that sex is freedom) or passion or promiscuous abandon, no matter how often or where or when or how, we are virgins, innocents, knowing nothing, untouched, unless blood has been spilled – ours: not the blood of the first time; the blood of every time; this elegant blood-letting of sex a so-called freedom exercised in alienation, cruelty, and despair. Trivial and decadent; proud; foolish; liars; we are free.

-De acuerdo con la leyenda, las marcas desaparecen -dijo de pronto Matt-. Cuando la víctima muere, las marcas desaparecen. -Sí, lo sé -sinió Ben, que le recordaba por el Dracúla de Bram Stoker y por los filmes de Hammer que hicieron famoso a Christopher Lee.

doors, doors, doors everywhere, and all locked and bolted.

Depression was like wearing tinted glasses and looking through them changed one's perception dramatically. A fancy new house could be construed as a bunch of boards nailed together.

Does that city create its citizens, or is the city only a dream of its citizens.

Do not think that I am not sad, though I laugh.

God will act in His own way and time. Do not fear, and do not rejoice as yet; for what we wish for at the moment may be our undoings." - Van Helsing, Dracula

El verdadero Dios pone atención hasta cuando se cae un gorrión; pero el Dios creado por la vanidad humana no ve diferencia alguna entre un águila y un gorrión. ¡Oh, si los hombres por lo menos supieran!

En la vida hay tinieblas, mi niña, pero también hay luces. Y tu eres la luz de toda luz.

for I determined that if Death came he should find me ready

Gerçek Tanrı tek bir serçenin düşüşüyle bile ilgilenir ama insan kibrinin yarattığı Tanrı, bir kartal ile serçe arasında hiçbir fark görmez.

(Drácula) Qué pocos días son necesarios para que pase un siglo.

He said there is a place in Gaul, the oldest church in their part of the world, where some of the Latin monks have outwitted death by secret means. He offered to sell me their secrets, which he has inscribed in a book." The abbot shudders. "God preserve us from such heresies," he says hastily. "I am certain, my son, that you refused this temptation." Dracula smiles. "You know I am fond of books.

Fe es aquello que nos permite creer en cosas que sabemos que no son ciertas.

History has taught us that the nature of man is evil, sublimely so. Good is not perfectible, but evil is. Why should you not use your great mind in service of what is perfectible? I ask you, my friend, to join me of your own accord in my research. If you do so, you will save yourself great anguish, and you will save me considerable trouble. Together we will advance the historian's work beyond anything the world has ever seen. There is no purity like the purity of the sufferings of history. You will have what every historian wants: history will be reality to you. We will wash our minds clean with blood.

his very heart was bleeding, and it took all the manhood of him, and there was a royal lot of it, too, to keep him from breaking down.

How many of us begin a new record with each day of our lives?