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.
BRAM STOKERAnd then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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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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The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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Take me away from all this Death.
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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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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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He may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.
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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
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It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.
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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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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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