The vampire was a complete change from the usual romantic characters I was playing, but it was a success.

People, chained by monotony, afraid to think, clinging to certainties... they live like ants.

I studied at the Budapest Academy of Theatrical Arts for four years and emerged with a degree.

My body grew hot, then cold. I tried to eat the bed sheets. My heart beat madly. Every joint in my body ached. When I took the cure they took it all away from me.

In Hungary, acting is a profession. In America, it is a decision.

In Hungary, acting is a career for which one fits himself as earnestly as one studies for a degree in medicine, law, or philosophy.

The role seemed to demand that I keep myself worked up to fever pitch, so I took on the actual attributes of the horrible vampire, Dracula.

I guess I'm pretty much of a lone wolf. I don't say I don't like people at all, but, to tell you the truth, I only like it then if I have a chance to look deep into their hearts and their minds.

To win a woman, take her with you to see Dracula.

In making theories, always keep a window open so that you can throw one out if necessary.

It is women who bear the race in bloody agony. Suffering is a kind of horror. Blood is a kind of horror. Women are born with horror in their very bloodstream. It is a biological thing.

Leadership embodies a spirit of encouragement. It is difficult to lead people where they are not enthusiastically encouraged to go.

A spider is slow, but its web catches the fastest flies.

They stood either side of him like haunting little genetic bookends. The one thing he’ll leave behind, two kids who called another man for help with their homework.

We lose our way around the Bible when we take our eyes off the Cross.

The reason there are so many stupid people is because it's illegal to kill them.

The goal is to keep having fun. Not let that pressure get to me and still be Missy.

I'm your nightmare. Did you think you were done with nightmares, now you've become one?

Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly Singing about her head, as she rode by.

Loss is the absence of something we were once attached to. Grief is the rope burns left behind, when that which is held is pulled beyond our grasp.

Hurray! Congress is to adjourn! Only four more days of Congressional burglary on the Treasury!