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.
BRAM STOKERWe see radiating many long arms with innumerable tentaculae, and in the centre rises a gigantic head with a comprehensive brain and keen eyes to look on every side and ears sensitive to hear–and a voracious mouth to swallow.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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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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We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.
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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 fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
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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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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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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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A wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.
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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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Chasing an errant swarm of bees is nothing to following a naked lunatic when the fit of escaping is upon him!
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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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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