Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
BRAM STOKERBleeding 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.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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I saw the Count lying within the box upon the earth, some of which the rude falling from the cart had scattered over him. He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew so well.
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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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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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The blood is the life!
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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?
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We learn of great things by little experiences.
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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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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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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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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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