Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
BRAM STOKERThere are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us.
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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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My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
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You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
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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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It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact.
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I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
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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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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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The blood is the life!
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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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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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I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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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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The angels of the dark, restoring sight; We go — the pains of Day to soothe, console — Awake, arise! Behold thou art made whole.
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