There 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.
BRAM STOKERWe learn from failure, not from success!
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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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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The blood is life… and it shall be mine!
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I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
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Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards
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Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.
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A wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.
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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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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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There 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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The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
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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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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.
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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!
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The Dead travel fast.
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