Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
BRAM STOKERLove is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
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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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It would be at once his sheath and his armor, and his weapons to destroy us, his enemies, who are willing to peril even our own souls for the safety of one we love. For the good of mankind, and for the honor and glory of God.
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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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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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A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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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 want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.
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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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But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
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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.
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