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I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .

Bram Stoker

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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Before Ego Knowledge Order Pause Root Selfishness Vice
A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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Diminish Experience Idea Intestified Personal
Despair has its own calms.
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Calm Despair Own
Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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Doctors Doubt Eyebrows
We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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All Anchor Drift Faith Now Only Our Reward
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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Air Build Castle Freely Long Sea Talk Together
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
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Full Good How Men Monster Seem Thoughtful
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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Dream Fear Harmed Heart Horror
I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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Cracks Nuts Standing
But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
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Each More Our Purpose Strong Together
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
I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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Air Clear Rain Suppose
I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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Mad Must Sanity Sometimes Strait Waistcoat Wake
The blood is the life!
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Blood Life
Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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Own Place Sleep
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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Choice Cry Even Just Laugh Same Sory Think

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