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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.

Bram Stoker

Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
BRAM STOKER

Memories Remember Stronger
I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
BRAM STOKER

Hate Longing Together
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
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
BRAM STOKER

Full Good How Men Monster Seem Thoughtful
Truly there is no such thing as finality.
BRAM STOKER

Finality Thing
It would be at once his sheath and his armor, and his weapons to destroy us, his enemies, who are willing to peril even our own souls for the safety of one we love. For the good of mankind, and for the honor and glory of God.
BRAM STOKER

Armor Enemy Glory God Honour Love Peril Safety Sheath Soul Weapon
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.
BRAM STOKER

Bones Mouth Music Teras
This man belongs to me, I want him!
BRAM STOKER

Belong Country Men People Want
Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards
BRAM STOKER

Done Long Men
The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
BRAM STOKER

Beautiful Beauty Fair Only Pure Soul Task World
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!
BRAM STOKER

Ever Feel Feet Flame Later Love Night Path Tread Walk
Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
BRAM STOKER

Castles Entrance Literature
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
BRAM STOKER

Dream Fear Sweet
We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
BRAM STOKER

All Anchor Drift Faith Now Only Our Reward
Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
BRAM STOKER

Even Love Some Though Told Yet
Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
BRAM STOKER

Angel Day Good Hour Live Minute Read Tell Thing Women

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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