Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
BRAM STOKERI want to cut off her head and take out her heart.
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A wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.
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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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You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
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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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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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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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There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
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Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?
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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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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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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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Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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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 suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
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