And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
BRAM STOKERI have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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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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We learn from failure, not from success!
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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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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?
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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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He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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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 am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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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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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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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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