The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
BRAM STOKERThere are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.
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And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!
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No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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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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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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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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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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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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There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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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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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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