Sleep has no place it can call its own.
BRAM STOKERI am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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If this be an ordered selfishness, then we should pause before we condemn any one for the vice of egoism, for there may be deeper root for its causes than we have knowledge of.
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The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
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There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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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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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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Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me!
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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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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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Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.
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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!
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For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.
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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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I saw the Count lying within the box upon the earth, some of which the rude falling from the cart had scattered over him. He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew so well.
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