We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
BRAM STOKERWe are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Chasing an errant swarm of bees is nothing to following a naked lunatic when the fit of escaping is upon 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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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards
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A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
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It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.
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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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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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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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For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.
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For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.
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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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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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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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I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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