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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.

Bram Stoker

A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
BRAM STOKER

Brave Hands Itself Men
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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Enemies Mankind Safety Soul Willing
If this be an ordered selfishness, then we should pause before we condemn any one for the vice of egoism, for there may be deeper root for its causes than we have knowledge of.
BRAM STOKER

Before Ego Knowledge Order Pause Root Selfishness Vice
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.
BRAM STOKER

Explain Fault Nothing Say Science
I have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
BRAM STOKER

Been Long Master None Other So Still
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?
BRAM STOKER

Behind Bird Far Lie Life Love Music No Old Place Say Song Sunshine
I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
BRAM STOKER

Coward Man Marry Save Such Suppose Think Women
Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
BRAM STOKER

Again House People Something Welcome
As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
BRAM STOKER

Achieve Create Evoke Goes Life Nothing Spark
Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
BRAM STOKER

Brood Loneliness Our Over Roof Sit Wing
She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
BRAM STOKER

Beautiful Death Grey Pale
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.
BRAM STOKER

Growing Ideas Mind
The angels of the dark, restoring sight; We go — the pains of Day to soothe, console — Awake, arise! Behold thou art made whole.
BRAM STOKER

Angel Dark Important Nothing Restore Seem Sufficient Worth
We learn from failure, not from success!
BRAM STOKER

Inspirational Learning Wisdom
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
BRAM STOKER

Dream Fear Sweet
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
BRAM STOKER

During Memory Soul Strange Thing Trance

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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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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