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.
BRAM STOKERI’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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We learn from failure, not from success!
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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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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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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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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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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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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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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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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Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer–both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
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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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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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