No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
BRAM STOKERI have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.
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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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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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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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We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
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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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I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- “Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!” He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- “Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!
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We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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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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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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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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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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Within, 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.
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Truly there is no such thing as finality.
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Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me!
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