Dracula

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.

seems to me that the fur­ther east you go the more un­punc­tual are the trains.

"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!"

, what a wealth of sor­row in a few words! Poor Mrs. Westenra! poor Lucy!

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.

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.

It seems to me that the further east you go the more unpunctual are the trains. What ought they to be in China?

Jonathan Harker’s Journal.
(Kept in short­hand.)
3 May. Bis­tritz.—Left Mu­nich at 8:35 p.m., on 1st May, ar­riv­ing at Vi­enna early next morn­ing; should have ar­rived at 6:46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a won­der­ful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the little I could walk through the streets. I feared to go very far from the sta­tion, as we had ar­rived late and would start as near the cor­rect time as pos­sible. The im­pres­sion I had was that we were leav­ing the West and en­ter­ing the East; the most west­ern of splen­did bridges over the Danube, which is here of noble width and depth, took us among the tra­di­tions of Turk­ish rule.
We left in pretty good time, and came after night­fall to Klausen­burgh. Here I stopped for the night at th

All is best as they are.

man’s death is not a calf’s