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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.

Bram Stoker

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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Light Love Selfish
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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Bee Chase Errant Escape Fit Follow Lunatic Naked Nothing Swarmn Upon
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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Behind Lying People Song Sunshine
She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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Beautiful Country Death Grey Pallor People Person Very Young
Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.
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Explain Nothing Say Science
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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Care Nature Night Noon State Suspend Wait
There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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All Are As Reason Thing
He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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Afford Before Century Man Mean Slow Succeed Wait
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 Day Good Hour Live Minute Read Tell Thing Women
Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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Again House People Something Welcome
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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Doctors Doubt Eyebrows
I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- “Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!” He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- “Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!
BRAM STOKER

Bessie Country End Girl Last Peace Place Poor Shoot Well
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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Began Country Gloom Howl Imagination Night Wind
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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Love never Not Past So Tell Yourselves Youself
Whether it is the old lady’s fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.
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Crucifix Fear Ghostly Itself Lady Many Old Place Tradition
Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
BRAM STOKER

Antidote Mood Terror

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