For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.
BRAM STOKERI could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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For life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.
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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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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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There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.
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No man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us.
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The blood is life… and it shall be mine!
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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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Then they will see that, perhaps, they too have some of the same fault in themselves – although perhaps it does not come out in the same way – and then they must try to conquer that fault.
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It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play.
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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 suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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