A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
BRAM STOKERI 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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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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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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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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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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For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?
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The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
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We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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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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Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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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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