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.
BRAM STOKERSleep has no place it can call its own.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer–both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
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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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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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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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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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But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
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Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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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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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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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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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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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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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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