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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.

Bram Stoker

This man belongs to me, I want him!
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Belong Him Man Want
I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
BRAM STOKER

Cracks Nuts Standing
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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Care Land Men
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 STOKER

Away Blood Drawn Experience Feel Know Love Man No Own Women
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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Ever Feel Feet Flame Later Love Night Path Tread Walk
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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Act Become Castle Conscious Courtyard Driver Fact House Pill Ruin Suddenly Vast
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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Amn Black Clad Clean Foot Head Long Mustache Old Save Shaven Stood Tall
I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
BRAM STOKER

Crack Hard Nut Stand Take Up
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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Explain Faith Nothing Say Science Want
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!
BRAM STOKER

Dream Pain Sweet
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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Eye Fall Image Lying Waxen
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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Believing Enlightened Men Wise
You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
BRAM STOKER

Endless Figure Gate Guess Join Long Measurem Terrible Open
The blood is the life!
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Blood Life People
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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Conquer Fault People Perhaps Person Same Some Themselves Way
I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
BRAM STOKER

Mad Must Sanity Sometimes Strait Waistcoat Wake

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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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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