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We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.

Bram Stoker

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 Land Men
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 STOKER

Do Ever Hardness Heart Little Our Seem Thing Though Time Wrong
Take me away from all this Death.
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Away Death Squad Take
Take me away from all this Death.
BRAM STOKER

All Away Death Talk
Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
BRAM STOKER

Brood Loneliness Our Over Roof Sit Wing
Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
BRAM STOKER

Free Heart Hope Man might Women
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
BRAM STOKER

Children Listen Maker Music Night
We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
BRAM STOKER

All Anchor Drift Faith Now Only Our Reward
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.
BRAM STOKER

Bones Mouth Music Teras
A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
BRAM STOKER

Brave Hands Itself Men
But we are pledged to set the world free. Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret. For in this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
BRAM STOKER

Believe Efforts Enlightenment Love Wise
The blood is the life!
BRAM STOKER

Blood Life People
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.
BRAM STOKER

Growing Ideas Mind
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.
BRAM STOKER

Grow Idea Madness Method Mind Rudimentary
The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
BRAM STOKER

Beautiful Soul World
I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
BRAM STOKER

Air Build Castle Freely Long Sea Talk Together

We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.

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