The Dead travel fast.
BRAM STOKERIt is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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We learn from failure, not from success!
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Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
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We learn from failure, not from success!
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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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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Do you not think that there are things which you cannot understand, and yet which are; that some people see things that others cannot? But there are things old and new which must not be contemplate by men´s eyes, because they know -or think they know- some things which other men have told them..
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She is one of God’s women fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth.
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No man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
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We see radiating many long arms with innumerable tentaculae, and in the centre rises a gigantic head with a comprehensive brain and keen eyes to look on every side and ears sensitive to hear–and a voracious mouth to swallow.
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And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
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Truly there is no such thing as finality.
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