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But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!

Bram Stoker

I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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Air All Clear Cry Does Good Other Suppose Time
Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for 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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Believing Enlightened Men Wise
I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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Cracks Nuts Standing
I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
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Coward Men Thinking
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.
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Country May People Way
Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.
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Comfort Country Excellent Grateful Invent People Person Word
Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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Antidote Mood Terror
I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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Mad Must Sanity Sometimes Strait Waistcoat Wake
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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Human Nature Really Resilience Wonderful
As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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Evoke Life Sparks
Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass.
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Agonize Began Dog Down Farmhouse Fear From Howl Long Road Somewhere Walk
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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Endless Figure Gate Guess Join Long Measurem Terrible Open
I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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Doing Empty Feel Importance Nothing Seem Sort Sufficient World Worth
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
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During Memory Soul Strange Thing Trance
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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Earth Hands Heaven Light Men Women
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 STOKER

Began Draw Gloom Red Remain Snow

But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!

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