Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
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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The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
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We learn from failure, not from success!
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The angels of the dark, restoring sight; We go — the pains of Day to soothe, console — Awake, arise! Behold thou art made whole.
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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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Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am mad. That the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain.
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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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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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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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It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
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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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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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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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