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 STOKERWe learn of great things by little experiences.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play.
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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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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?
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Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am mad. That the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain.
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We learn from failure, not from success!
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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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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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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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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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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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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.
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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
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