You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
BRAM STOKERDespair has its own calms.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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We learn from failure, not from success!
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
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Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
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There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.
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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
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I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.
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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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The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
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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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Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
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I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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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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