I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
BRAM STOKERThere are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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But we are pledged to set the world free. Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret. For in 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 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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It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.
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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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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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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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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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Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
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These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.
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No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.
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He may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.
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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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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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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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