You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
BRAM STOKERShe was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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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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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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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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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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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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Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
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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. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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The blood is the life!
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No man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
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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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The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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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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Sleep has no place it can call its own.
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