It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play.
BRAM STOKERBut a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
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She has man’s brain–a brain that a man should have were he much gifted–and woman’s heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose, believe me when He made that so good combination.
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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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Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
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Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
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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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I have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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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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Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
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Take me away from all this Death.
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Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
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There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA.
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Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am mad. That the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain.
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Bleeding 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.
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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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