A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
BRAM STOKERHe means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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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For life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.
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Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
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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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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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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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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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Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
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Chasing an errant swarm of bees is nothing to following a naked lunatic when the fit of escaping is upon him!
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A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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A wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.
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We learn of great things by little experiences.
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There is a method in his madness, and the rudimentary idea in my mind is growing. It will be a whole idea soon, and then, oh, unconscious cerebration.
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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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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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