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Despair has its own calms.

Bram Stoker

Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don’t often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means.
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Ever Heaven Men More Name Nothing Often Ordinary Possible Think
And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
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Century Deceiving Modernity Power
Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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Call Own Place Spent
We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
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Country May People Way
Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
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Angel Day Good Hour Live Minute Read Tell Thing Women
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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Afraid Law Men Sex Woman
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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Children Listen Maker Music Night
Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass.
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Agonize Began Dog Down Farmhouse Fear From Howl Long Road Somewhere Walk
I will not let you go into the unknown alone.
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Alone Go Into Let Unknown
We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
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Country Many Our People Person Place Strange Thing Way
The Dead travel fast.
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Dead Fast Travel
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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Age All Effort Enlightenment Secret Silence Toil
We see radiating many long arms with innumerable tentaculae, and in the centre rises a gigantic head with a comprehensive brain and keen eyes to look on every side and ears sensitive to hear–and a voracious mouth to swallow.
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Arm Comprehensive Gigantic Hear Mouth Radiating Shallow Tentaculae
And 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!
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Away Children Curse Devil Home Land Near Quicker Stil Train Walk
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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Eye Fall Image Lying Waxen
Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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Country Even Love People Some

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