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Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,

Bram Stoker

The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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Beautiful Beauty Fair Only Pure Soul Task World
The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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Dulled Long Message Off Somewhat Star Way Word
Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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Own Place Sleep
My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
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Century Revenge Sides
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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Care Land Men
The blood is the life!
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Blood Life People
Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.
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Explain Faith Nothing Say Science Want
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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Children Listen Maker Music Night
Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
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All Different Direction Drawn Fight Like Men Pull Rope Strain Women
A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
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Brave Hands Itself Men
The blood is life… and it shall be mine!
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Blood Life Mine Shall
We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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All Anchor Drift Faith Now Only Our Reward
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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Brain Diaries Feelings Shock Thought
As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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Evoke Life Sparks
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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Bless Bring Come Dread Fear How Live Nighty Nothing People Sleep Some
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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Doctor Doubt Everything Eyebrow Know Like Yourself

Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,

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Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,

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