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!
BRAM STOKERSafety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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But hush! No telling to others that make so inquisitive questions. We must obey, and silence is a part of obedience, and obedience is to bring you strong and well into loving arms that wait for you.
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I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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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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Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,
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We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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The blood is life… and it shall be mine!
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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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If this be an ordered selfishness, then we should pause before we condemn any one for the vice of egoism, for there may be deeper root for its causes than we have knowledge of.
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Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer–both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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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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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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