No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
BRAM STOKEROh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
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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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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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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us.
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Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.
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Despair has its own calms.
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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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Take me away from all this Death.
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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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Whether it is the old lady’s fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.
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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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Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer–both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
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There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
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It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.
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There is a method in his madness, and the rudimentary idea in my mind is growing. It will be a whole idea soon, and then, oh, unconscious cerebration.
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