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?
BRAM STOKERI have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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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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How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
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I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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Take me away from all this Death.
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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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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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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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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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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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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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It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play.
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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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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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