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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!

Bram Stoker

I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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Believe Not Thing Want
The angels of the dark, restoring sight; We go — the pains of Day to soothe, console — Awake, arise! Behold thou art made whole.
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Angel Dark Important Nothing Restore Seem Sufficient Worth
Enter freely and of your own free will!
BRAM STOKER

Count Dracula Free Will
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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Bones Mouth Music Teras
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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Dream Fear Harmed Heart Horror
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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Grow Idea Madness Method Mind Rudimentary
We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
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Country Many Our People Person Place Strange Thing Way
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
But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
BRAM STOKER

Care Know Men No One Starnger
The blood is the life!
BRAM STOKER

Blood Life
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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Brain Come End Feel Must No Own Shock Undoing Unhinge
Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.
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Explain Nothing Say Science
There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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All Are As Reason Thing
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.
BRAM STOKER

Brain Diaries Feelings Shock Thought
Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.
BRAM STOKER

Explain Faith Nothing Say Science Want
There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
BRAM STOKER

Bad Country Dream People Sleep

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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