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.
BRAM STOKERWithin, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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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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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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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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We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
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She has man’s brain–a brain that a man should have were he much gifted–and woman’s heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose, believe me when He made that so good combination.
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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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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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We learn from failure, not from success!
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How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
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We learn from failure, not from success!
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A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
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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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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
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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.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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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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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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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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It is ever thus that the things which we do wrong – although they may seem little at the time, and though from the hardness of our hearts we pass them lightly by – come back to us with bitterness.
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The 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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He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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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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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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Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
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