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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

A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
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After Century Day Few Habitable House Made Make
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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Children Listen Maker Music Night
Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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Believe Faculty Faith
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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Began Country Gloom Howl Imagination Night Wind
I have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same.
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Choice Cry Even Just Laugh Same Sory Think
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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Angel Good Hours Woman
No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
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Away Blood Drawn Experience Feel Know Love Man No Own Women
The blood is the life!
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Blood Life
I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
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All Sea Congress Dare Doubt Fear Own Soul Strange Thing Think Wonde
It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play.
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Dance Fall Heart Kings
And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!
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Children Home Land Quickest
I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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Believe Not Thing Want
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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After Anything Between Light Love Selfish Shadow Stand Thing Throwm Balck
Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,
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Care Nature Night Noon State Suspend Wait
Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
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All Different Direction Drawn Fight Like Men Pull Rope Strain Women
I have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
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Been Long Master None Other So Still
The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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Dulled Long Message Off Somewhat Star Way Word
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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Air Build Castle Freely Long Sea Talk Together
Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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Even Love Some Though Told Yet
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
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
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During Memory Soul Strange Thing Trance
I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
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Confess Doubt Fear Sea Thinking
Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
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Brood Loneliness Our Over Roof Sit Wing
You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?
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Love never Not Past So Tell Yourselves Youself
Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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Antidote Beneficient Death Mood Nature Ordained Own Some Terror
It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
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Facem Such Feel Himself Horror Import Man Only True Understand
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 Nothing Say Science

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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