Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
BRAM STOKERThe inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
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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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We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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Paris is a city of centralisation–and centralisation and classification are closely allied. In the early times, when centralisation is becoming a fact, its forerunner is classification. All things which are similar or analogous become grouped together, and from the grouping of groups rises one whole or central point.
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And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
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For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.
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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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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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The Dead travel fast.
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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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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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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 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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