There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
BRAM STOKERThere 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.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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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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A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.
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Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,
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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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Take me away from all this Death.
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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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Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don’t often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means.
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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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I could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.
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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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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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I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- “Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!” He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- “Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!
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