I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
BRAM STOKERThe Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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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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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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Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, ‘May I come in?’ is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, ‘I am here.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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No man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
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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 have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same.
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You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?
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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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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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It is ever thus that the things which we do wrong – although they may seem little at the time, and though from the hardness of our hearts we pass them lightly by – come back to us with bitterness.
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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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I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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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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