Bram Stoker

Dracula

  • agnesmutia13har citeretfor 8 år siden
    I think I must have fallen asleep and kept dreaming of the incident, for it seemed to be repeated endlessly, and now looking back, it is like a sort of awful nightmare.
  • Aditihar citeretfor 2 år siden
    seems to me that the fur­ther east you go the more un­punc­tual are the trains.
  • Sarahhar citeretfor 10 måneder siden
    , what a wealth of sor­row in a few words! Poor Mrs. Westenra! poor Lucy!
  • Sarahhar citeretsidste år
    The ap­proach of sun­set was so very beau­ti­ful, so grand in its masses of splen­didly-col­oured clouds, that there was quite an as­semblage on the walk along the cliff in the old church­yard to en­joy the beauty.
  • Roman Kovalhar citeretfor 7 år siden
    We are in Transylvania; and Transylvania is not Eng­land. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your ex­per­i­ences already, you know some­thing of what strange things there may be.
  • Kate Pavlukovskayahar citeretfor 7 år siden
    "She makes a very beautiful corpse, sir. It's quite a privilege to attend on her. It's not too much to say that she will do credit to our establishment!"
  • Farid Rasulovhar citeretfor 8 år siden
    It seems to me that the further east you go the more unpunctual are the trains. What ought they to be in China?
  • Diyahar citeretfor 20 timer siden
    One by one sev­eral of the pas­sen­gers offered me gifts, which they pressed upon me with an earn­est­ness which would take no denial; these were cer­tainly of an odd and var­ied kind, but each was given in simple good faith, with a kindly word, and a bless­ing, and that strange mix­ture of fear-mean­ing move­ments which I had seen out­side the hotel at Bis­tritz—the sign of the cross and the guard against the evil eye.
  • Diyahar citereti går
    The road was rugged, but still we seemed to fly over it with a fe­ver­ish haste. I could not un­der­stand then what the haste meant, but the driver was evid­ently bent on los­ing no time in reach­ing Borgo Prund
  • Diyahar citereti går
    When we star­ted, the crowd round the inn door, which had by this time swelled to a con­sid­er­able size, all made the sign of the cross and poin­ted two fin­gers to­wards me. With some dif­fi­culty I got a fel­low-pas­sen­ger to tell me what they meant; he would not an­swer at first, but on learn­ing that I was Eng­lish, he ex­plained that it was a charm or guard against the evil eye.
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