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Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,

Bram Stoker

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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Armor Enemy Glory God Honour Love Peril Safety Sheath Soul Weapon
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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Doctor Doubt Everything Eyebrow Know Like Yourself
Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
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Alone Alter Bearable Fact Help Make More Sympathy
Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards
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Deemed Done Electrical Friend Let Me Science Tell Today Unholy
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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Act Become Castle Conscious Courtyard Driver Fact House Pill Ruin Suddenly Vast
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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Afterward Anywhere Bid Come Enter First Household Some Though Unless
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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Always Animal Between Durability Look Obstacle Pronounce Some Thought Us Well Wild
Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
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Girl Ground Like Lot Made Man Must Trod Unhappy Worship
There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
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Bad Dream Sleep Those University
Chasing an errant swarm of bees is nothing to following a naked lunatic when the fit of escaping is upon him!
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Bee Chase Errant Escape Fit Follow Lunatic Naked Nothing Swarmn Upon
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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Conquer Fault People Perhaps Person Same Some Themselves Way
These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.
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Being Between Distinction Infinitesimal Man Omnipotent Paltry
Whether it is the old lady’s fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.
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Crucifix Fear Ghostly Itself Lady Many Old Place Tradition
We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
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Able Failure From Learn Much Perhaps Success
Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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Again House People Something Welcome
A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
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After Century Day Few Habitable House Made Make

Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,

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