Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
BRAM STOKEROnce again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
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We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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The Dead travel fast.
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Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
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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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And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?
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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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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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Take me away from all this Death.
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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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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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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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