Excerpts from Dracula, Bram Stoker:

"Then, without letting go of her husband's hand, Mina got up and spoke. Oh, who would have been able to give an idea of this scene: the very meekest and most beautiful woman, in all the radiant beauty of her youth and enthusiasm; with the red scar on her forehead, of which she was full of conscience and which made us grind our teeth for the remembrance of when and how it had been made; loving kindness in contrast to our dark hatred; tender faith in contrast to our fears and doubts; and we, knowing that, symbolically, she, with all her goodness, purity and faith, was excluded from God." (p. 493)

"How can I - as anyone could - relate that strange scene, its solemnity, its desolation, its sadness, its horror and yet its sweetness? Even a skeptic, who sees nothing but a semblance of bitter truth in any sacred or emotional thing, would have melted his heart as he saw that small group of loving and devoted friends kneel around that sad and depressed lady; or listening to the tender passion of her husband's voice, while in a broken and emotional tone that often forced him to stop, read the simple and beautiful funeral prayer. I can not find the words anymore and my voice is failing." (p. 531-532)