It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
BRAM STOKERDoctor, 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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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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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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And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!
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But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!
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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.
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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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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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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.
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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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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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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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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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No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
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