Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
BRAM STOKERHe means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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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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It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- “Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!” He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- “Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!
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We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
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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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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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It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact.
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We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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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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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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