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.
BRAM STOKERListen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
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The Dead travel fast.
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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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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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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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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.
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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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The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
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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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I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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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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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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Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass.
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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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