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

Bram Stoker

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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Allied Centralisation City Classification Closely Country
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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Grow Idea Madness Method Mind Rudimentary
It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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Conveniently Dream Imagine Play Trick Wonderful
She is one of God’s women fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth.
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Earth Hands Heaven Light Men Women
It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
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Facem Such Feel Himself Horror Import Man Only True Understand
I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
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Coward Man Marry Save Such Suppose Think Women
Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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Country Even Love People Some
Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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Call Own Place Spent
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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Brain Diaries Feelings Shock Thought
The blood is life… and it shall be mine!
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Blood Life Mine Shall
A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
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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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Armor Enemy Glory God Honour Love Peril Safety Sheath Soul Weapon
Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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Even Love Some Though Told Yet
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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Body Envelope Foreign Gather Insensitive Nature Protect Round Somebody Like Dam Tissue
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
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Good Men Thoughtful
I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.
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Belief Extraordinary Keep Open Ordinary Strange Thing Things Try

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

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