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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

Bram Stoker

All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God’s madmen too, the rest of the world.
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All Deal Discreet God Inasmuch Mad Madame Men Other Some Way
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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Behind Bird Far Lie Life Love Music No Old Place Say Song Sunshine
Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
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Brood Loneliness Our Over Roof Sit Wing
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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Feet Flames Night Tread
Despair has its own calms.
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Calm Despair Own
Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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Antidote Mood Terror
This man belongs to me, I want him!
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Belong Country Men People Want
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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Bless Bring Come Dread Fear How Live Nighty Nothing People Sleep Some
Chasing an errant swarm of bees is nothing to following a naked lunatic when the fit of escaping is upon him!
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Bees Escaping Following Naked Nothing
The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
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Afraid Law Men Sex Woman
Whether it is the old lady’s fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.
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Crucifix Fear Ghostly Itself Lady Many Old Place Tradition
This man belongs to me, I want him!
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Belong Him Man Want
Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
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Country Dead Denn Die Fast People Person Refer Travel
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
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During Memory Soul Strange Thing Trance
The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
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Actor Fame Minute Second Won Year
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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Enter Fashion God Hand Heaven One Own Show Women

Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

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