The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
BRAM STOKEROh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me!
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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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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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Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
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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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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
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Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.
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I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
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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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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.
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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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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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It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.
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The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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