“We want no proofs. We ask none to believe us! This boy will some day know what a brave and gallant woman his mother is. Already he knows her sweetness and loving care. Later on he will understand how some men so loved her, that they did dare much for her sake.”Excerpt From: Stoker, Bram. “Dracula.” iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright.Check out this book on the iBookstore: https://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/M...”

“I must not wish you no pain, for that can never be, but I do hope you will be always as happy as I am now”Excerpt From: Stoker, Bram. “Dracula.” iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright.Check out this book on the iBookstore: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/drac...”

“if he should come this very night I'd not refuse to answer his call. For life be, after all, only a waitin' for somethin' else than what we're doin', and death be all that we can rightly depend on”Excerpt From: Stoker, Bram. “Dracula.” iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright.Check out this book on the iBookstore: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/drac...”

“So I can finish this diary, and God only knows if I shall ever begin another. If I do, or if I even open this again, it will be to deal with different people and different themes, for here at the end, where the romance of my life is told, ere I go back to take up the thread of my life-work, I say sadly and without hope, "FINIS".”Excerpt From: Stoker, Bram. “Dracula.” iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright.Check out this book on the iBookstore: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/drac...”

“Same day, 11 o'clock p. m..—Oh, but I am tired! If it were not that I had made my diary a duty I should not open it tonight. We had a lovely walk. Lucy, after a while, was in gay spirits, owing, I think, to some dear cows who came nosing towards us in a field close to the lighthouse, and frightened the wits out of us. I believe we forgot everything, except of course, personal fear, and it seemed to wipe the slate clean and give us a fresh start. We had a capital `severe tea' at Robin Hood's Bay in a sweet little oldfashioned inn, with a bow window right over the seaweedcovered rocks of the strand. I believe we should have shocked the `New Woman' with our appetites. Men are more tolerant, bless them! Then we walked home with some, or rather many, stoppages to rest, and with our hearts full of a constant dread of wild bulls.”

“We women have something of the mother in us that makes us rise above smaller matters when the mother-spirit is invoked; I felt this big, sorrowing man's head resting on me, as though it were that of the baby that some day may lie on my bosom, and I stroked his hair as though he were my own child. I never thought at the time how strange it all was.”

“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.”