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I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.

Bram Stoker

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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Angel Good Hours Woman
There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
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Bad Country Dream People Sleep
Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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Again Come Freely House Once Welcome
We see radiating many long arms with innumerable tentaculae, and in the centre rises a gigantic head with a comprehensive brain and keen eyes to look on every side and ears sensitive to hear–and a voracious mouth to swallow.
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Arm Comprehensive Gigantic Hear Mouth Radiating Shallow Tentaculae
But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
BRAM STOKER

Care Know Men No One Starnger
No man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
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All Boy Castle Children Death Enter Even Face Girl King Know Little Live Man So Wee Women
Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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Doctor Doubt Everything Eyebrow Know Like Yourself
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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Care Land Men
As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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Achieve Create Evoke Goes Life Nothing Spark
She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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Beautiful Death Grey Pale
Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
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All Different Direction Drawn Fight Like Men Pull Rope Strain Women
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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Almost Before Breathe Draw Eyes Like Miracle
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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Box Cart Scatter Count Earth Fall Lying Over Rule Saw Some
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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Bless Bring Come Dread Fear How Live Nighty Nothing People Sleep Some
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
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During Memory Soul Strange Thing Trance
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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Age All Effort Enlightenment Secret Silence Toil

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