Truly there is no such thing as finality.
BRAM STOKERI do not, as you know, take sufficient interest in dress to be able to describe the new fashions. Dress is a bore.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.
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Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
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It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact.
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And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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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.
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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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I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.
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But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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Paris is a city of centralisation–and centralisation and classification are closely allied. In the early times, when centralisation is becoming a fact, its forerunner is classification. All things which are similar or analogous become grouped together, and from the grouping of groups rises one whole or central point.
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I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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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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He may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
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I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
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Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass.
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I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.
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