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 STOKERSleep has no place it can call its own.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
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No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.
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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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Take me away from all this Death.
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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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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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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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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us.
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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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Do you not think that there are things which you cannot understand, and yet which are; that some people see things that others cannot? But there are things old and new which must not be contemplate by men´s eyes, because they know -or think they know- some things which other men have told them..
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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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Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.
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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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I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.
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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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