All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God’s madmen too, the rest of the world.
BRAM STOKERSleep has no place it can call its own.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
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A wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.
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But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
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Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.
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We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
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The Dead travel fast.
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For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?
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We learn of great things by little experiences.
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It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.
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But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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It would be at once his sheath and his armor, and his weapons to destroy us, his enemies, who are willing to peril even our own souls for the safety of one we love. For the good of mankind, and for the honor and glory of God.
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There is a method in his madness, and the rudimentary idea in my mind is growing. It will be a whole idea soon, and then, oh, unconscious cerebration.
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But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
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