Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
BRAM STOKERShe was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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But we are pledged to set the world free. Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret. For in 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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Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, ‘May I come in?’ is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, ‘I am here.
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Truly there is no such thing as finality.
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If this be an ordered selfishness, then we should pause before we condemn any one for the vice of egoism, for there may be deeper root for its causes than we have knowledge of.
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I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
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Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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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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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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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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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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I could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.
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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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Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
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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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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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Then they will see that, perhaps, they too have some of the same fault in themselves – although perhaps it does not come out in the same way – and then they must try to conquer that fault.
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Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
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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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There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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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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Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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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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No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
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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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