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How good and thoughtful he is the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.
Bram Stoker
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Bram Stoker
Age: 64 †
Born: 1847
Born: November 8
Died: 1912
Died: April 20
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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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Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.
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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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Doctor, you don't know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don't you couldn't with eyebrows like yours.
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Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me! How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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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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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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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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These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.
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Despair has its own calms.
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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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If a man's esteem and gratitude are ever worth the winning, you have won mine today. If ever the future should bring to you a time when you need a man's help, believe me, you will not call in vain. God grant that no such time may ever come to you to break the sunshine of your life but if it should ever come, promise me that you will let me know.
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She is one of God's women fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth.
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I stood beside Van Helsing, and said- Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end! He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- Not so alas! not so. It is only the beginning!
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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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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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