And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!
BRAM STOKERGood women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don’t often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means.
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I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
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Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
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Take me away from all this Death.
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She has man’s brain–a brain that a man should have were he much gifted–and woman’s heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose, believe me when He made that so good combination.
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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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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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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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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
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How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
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I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
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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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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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