I have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of 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.
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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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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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The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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No man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
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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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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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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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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 blood is the life!
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Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
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Take me away from all this Death.
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All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God’s madmen too, the rest of the world.
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But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
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Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
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