Take me away from all this Death.
BRAM STOKERBut this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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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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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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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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I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact.
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I will not let you go into the unknown alone.
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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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No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.
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The blood is the life!
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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The blood is the life!
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I have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
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The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
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Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall — all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him.
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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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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me!
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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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I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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The blood is life… and it shall be mine!
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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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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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But hush! No telling to others that make so inquisitive questions. We must obey, and silence is a part of obedience, and obedience is to bring you strong and well into loving arms that wait for you.
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I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.
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