Sleep has no place it can call its own.
BRAM STOKERI want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
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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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Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for 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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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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Whether it is the old lady’s fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.
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For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.
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Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.
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He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.
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It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play.
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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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The blood is the life!
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But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!
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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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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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