Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
BRAM STOKERAnd yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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The blood is life… and it shall be mine!
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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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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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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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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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No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
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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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Despair has its own calms.
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Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
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No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
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There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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She is one of God’s women fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth.
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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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Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
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