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!
BRAM STOKERAnd so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
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And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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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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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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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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Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
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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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The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
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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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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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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?
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Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
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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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