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Bram Stoker

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
Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,
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Care Nature Night Noon State Suspend Wait
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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Dream Fear Sweet
Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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Own Place Sleep
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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Behind Lying People Song Sunshine
A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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Diminish Experience Idea Intestified Personal
We learn from failure, not from success!
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Failure Inspiration Learn Success
Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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Doctors Doubt Eyebrows
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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Away Blood Drawn Experience Feel Know Love Man No Own Women
She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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Beautiful Country Death Grey Pallor People Person Very Young
Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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Doctor Doubt Everything Eyebrow Know Like Yourself
And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
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Began Draw Gloom Red Remain Snow
I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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Believe Not Thing Want
I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
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Coward Men Thinking
I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- “Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!” He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- “Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!
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Bessie Country End Girl Last Peace Place Poor Shoot Well
As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
BRAM STOKER

Evoke Life Sparks

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