She has man’s brain–a brain that a man should have were he much gifted–and woman’s heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose, believe me when He made that so good combination.
BRAM STOKERThe Dead travel fast.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me!
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How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
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How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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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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It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
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Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
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No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
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Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall — all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him.
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