The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
BRAM STOKERFaith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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We see radiating many long arms with innumerable tentaculae, and in the centre rises a gigantic head with a comprehensive brain and keen eyes to look on every side and ears sensitive to hear–and a voracious mouth to swallow.
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Then they will see that, perhaps, they too have some of the same fault in themselves – although perhaps it does not come out in the same way – and then they must try to conquer that fault.
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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 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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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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It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.
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A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?
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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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It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
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For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.
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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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We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
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