I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
BRAM STOKERGood women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
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We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
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But 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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The blood is the life!
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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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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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You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
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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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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
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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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Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
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