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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.

Bram Stoker

Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
BRAM STOKER

After Anything Between Light Love Selfish Shadow Stand Thing Throwm Balck
And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
BRAM STOKER

Century Deceive Kill Mere Modernity Old Own Power Sense Unless
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
BRAM STOKER

Children Halloween Movie
She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
BRAM STOKER

Beautiful Death Grey Pale
Then they will see that, perhaps, they too have some of the same fault in themselves – although perhaps it does not come out in the same way – and then they must try to conquer that fault.
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Conquer Fault People Perhaps Person Same Some Themselves Way
And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
BRAM STOKER

Began Draw Gloom Red Remain Snow
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 STOKER

Bones Mouth Music Teras
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.
BRAM STOKER

Almost Before Breathe Draw Eyes Like Miracle
We see radiating many long arms with innumerable tentaculae, and in the centre rises a gigantic head with a comprehensive brain and keen eyes to look on every side and ears sensitive to hear–and a voracious mouth to swallow.
BRAM STOKER

Arm Comprehensive Gigantic Hear Mouth Radiating Shallow Tentaculae
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
BRAM STOKER

During Memory Soul Strange Thing Trance
Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
BRAM STOKER

Brood Loneliness Our Over Roof Sit Wing
I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
BRAM STOKER

Doing Empty Feel Importance Nothing Seem Sort Sufficient World Worth
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.
BRAM STOKER

Dream Fear Sweet
But we are pledged to set the world free. Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret. For in this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
BRAM STOKER

Effort Free Our Pledge Secret Set Silence Toil World
Paris is a city of centralisation–and centralisation and classification are closely allied. In the early times, when centralisation is becoming a fact, its forerunner is classification. All things which are similar or analogous become grouped together, and from the grouping of groups rises one whole or central point.
BRAM STOKER

Allied Centralisation City Classification Closely Country
But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
BRAM STOKER

Care Know Men No One Starnger

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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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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