Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
BRAM STOKERAh, 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.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.
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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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Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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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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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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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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We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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It is ever thus that the things which we do wrong – although they may seem little at the time, and though from the hardness of our hearts we pass them lightly by – come back to us with bitterness.
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We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
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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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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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I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
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