We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
BRAM STOKERI saw the Count lying within the box upon the earth, some of which the rude falling from the cart had scattered over him. He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew so well.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
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I have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
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Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer–both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
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But we are pledged to set the world free. Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret. For in this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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The Dead travel fast.
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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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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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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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For life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.
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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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I do not, as you know, take sufficient interest in dress to be able to describe the new fashions. Dress is a bore.
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Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
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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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