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And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.

Bram Stoker

Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
BRAM STOKER

Again House People Something Welcome
Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.
BRAM STOKER

Dear Here Knew Laugh Matter Regard Strange Worth
This man belongs to me, I want him!
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Belong Country Men People Want
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
BRAM STOKER

Full Good How Men Monster Seem Thoughtful
My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
BRAM STOKER

Begun Century Just Over Revenge Side Spread Time
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.
BRAM STOKER

Allied Centralisation City Classification Closely Country
A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
BRAM STOKER

Brave Even Han Hear Itself Love Man Music Need Speak Woman
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 STOKER

All Deal Discreet God Inasmuch Mad Madame Men Other Some Way
Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
BRAM STOKER

Even Love Some Though Told Yet
Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
BRAM STOKER

Angel Good Hours Woman
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.
BRAM STOKER

Enemies Mankind Safety Soul Willing
Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
BRAM STOKER

Angel Day Good Hour Live Minute Read Tell Thing Women
We learn from failure, not from success!
BRAM STOKER

Failure Inspiration Learn Success
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.
BRAM STOKER

Bones Mouth Music Teras
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?
BRAM STOKER

Girl Ground Like Lot Made Man Must Trod Unhappy Worship
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.
BRAM STOKER

Armor Enemy Glory God Honour Love Peril Safety Sheath Soul Weapon

And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.

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And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.

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