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.
BRAM STOKERThe only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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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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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.
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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us.
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There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
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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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It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.
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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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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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She has man’s brain–a brain that a man should have were he much gifted–and woman’s heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose, believe me when He made that so good combination.
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Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
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