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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?

Bram Stoker

The blood is life… and it shall be mine!
BRAM STOKER

Blood Life Mine Shall
He may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.
BRAM STOKER

Afterward Anywhere Bid Come Enter First Household Some Though Unless
Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
BRAM STOKER

Girl Ground Like Lot Made Man Must Trod Unhappy Worship
This man belongs to me, I want him!
BRAM STOKER

Belong Country Men People Want
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.
BRAM STOKER

Amn Black Clad Clean Foot Head Long Mustache Old Save Shaven Stood Tall
Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
BRAM STOKER

Angel Day Good Hour Live Minute Read Tell Thing Women
Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
BRAM STOKER

Angel Good Hours Woman
Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
BRAM STOKER

Antidote Beneficient Death Mood Nature Ordained Own Some Terror
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 STOKER

Hate Longing Together
I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
BRAM STOKER

Air All Clear Cry Does Good Other Suppose Time
Despair has its own calms.
BRAM STOKER

Calm Despair Own
Paris is a city of centralisation–and centralisation and classification are closely allied. In the early times, when centralisation is becoming a fact, its forerunner is classification. All things which are similar or analogous become grouped together, and from the grouping of groups rises one whole or central point.
BRAM STOKER

Allied Centralisation City Classification Closely Country
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.
BRAM STOKER

Feet Men Mustache White
Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.
BRAM STOKER

Dear Here Knew Laugh Matter Regard Strange Worth
A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
BRAM STOKER

Brave Hands Itself Men
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
BRAM STOKER

Good Men Thoughtful

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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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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