And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
BRAM STOKERThe only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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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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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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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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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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There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.
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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.
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I have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same.
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I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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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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For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?
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But we are pledged to set the world free. Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret. For in 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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He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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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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The blood is the life!
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Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
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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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You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?
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Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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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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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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