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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.

Bram Stoker

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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Brave Hands Itself Men
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.
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Apple Could Mouth Mystifying Original Ramin Resist Some Suppose Taste Temptation
Despair has its own calms.
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Calm Despair Own
Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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Heart Men might
I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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Empty Feelings Woman World
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
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Dream Fear Sweet
But hush! No telling to others that make so inquisitive questions. We must obey, and silence is a part of obedience, and obedience is to bring you strong and well into loving arms that wait for you.
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Hush Inquisitive Make Other Question Tell
No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
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Away Blood Drawn Experience Feel Know Love Man No Own Women
Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.
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Act Become Castle Conscious Courtyard Driver Fact House Pill Ruin Suddenly Vast
All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God’s madmen too, the rest of the world.
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All Deal Discreet God Inasmuch Mad Madame Men Other Some Way
Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
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Brood Loneliness Our Over Roof Sit Wing
This man belongs to me, I want him!
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Belong Him Man Want
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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Effort Free Our Pledge Secret Set Silence Toil World
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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Box Cart Scatter Count Earth Fall Lying Over Rule Saw Some
Paris is a city of centralisation–and centralisation and classification are closely allied. In the early times, when centralisation is becoming a fact, its forerunner is classification. All things which are similar or analogous become grouped together, and from the grouping of groups rises one whole or central point.
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Allied Centralisation City Classification Closely Country
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!
BRAM STOKER

Dream Pain Sweet

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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