The House of The Vampire by George Sylvester Viereck Chapter 24 Page 10

in a labyrinth in which he saw no light, convinced against his will, or rather, against his scientific conviction, that she was not wholly mistaken.

“Still,” he observed triumphantly, “your vampires suck blood; but Reginald, if vampire he be, preys upon the soul. How can a man suck from another man’s brain a thing as intangible, as quintessential as thought?”

“Ah,” she replied, “you forget, thought is more real than blood!”