Despair has its own calms.
BRAM STOKEREuthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.
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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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It would be at once his sheath and his armor, and his weapons to destroy us, his enemies, who are willing to peril even our own souls for the safety of one we love. For the good of mankind, and for the honor and glory of God.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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Paris is a city of centralisation–and centralisation and classification are closely allied. In the early times, when centralisation is becoming a fact, its forerunner is classification. All things which are similar or analogous become grouped together, and from the grouping of groups rises one whole or central point.
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
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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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It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact.
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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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Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass.
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No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
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Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don’t often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means.
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There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA.
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