It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact.
BRAM STOKERNature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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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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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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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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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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Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?
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Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, ‘May I come in?’ is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, ‘I am here.
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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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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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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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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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Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
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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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