It is ever thus that the things which we do wrong – although they may seem little at the time, and though from the hardness of our hearts we pass them lightly by – come back to us with bitterness.
BRAM STOKEROnce again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Take me away from all this Death.
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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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.
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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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But hush! No telling to others that make so inquisitive questions. We must obey, and silence is a part of obedience, and obedience is to bring you strong and well into loving arms that wait for you.
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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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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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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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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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My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
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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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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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Take me away from all this Death.
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Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer–both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
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