Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall — all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him.
BRAM STOKERI’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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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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Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
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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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We learn from failure, not from success!
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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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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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Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don’t often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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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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Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, ‘May I come in?’ is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, ‘I am here.
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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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