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Bram Stoker

  • Sarahhas quoted2 years ago
    , what a wealth of sor­row in a few words! Poor Mrs. Westenra! poor Lucy!
  • Josshas quoted2 years ago
    But he is right enough about the beds and windows and things

    She makes little effort due to depression she is dealing with and the idea that John being her husband and physician being better and more intelligent to understand what is better for her

  • tolstykhtathas quotedlast year
    What I saw was the Count’s head com­ing out from the win­dow. I did not

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  • tolstykhtathas quotedlast year
    I was not alone. The room was the same, un­changed in any way since I came into it; I could see along the floor, in the bril­liant moon­light, my own foot­step
  • Sasha Midlhas quoted2 years ago
    Some of the “New Wo­men” writers will some day start an idea that men and wo­men should be al­lowed to see each other asleep be­fore pro­pos­ing or ac­cept­ing. But I sup­pose the New Wo­man won’t con­des­cend in fu­ture to ac­cept; she will do the pro­pos­ing her­self. And a nice job she will make of it, too! There’s some con­sol­a­tion in that.
  • Sasha Midlhas quoted2 years ago
    I have been more touched than I can say by your grief. That is a won­der­ful ma­chine, but it is cruelly true. It told me, in its very tones, the an­guish of your heart. It was like a soul cry­ing out to Almighty God. No one must hear them spoken ever again! See, I have tried to be use­ful. I have copied out the words on my type­writer, and none other need now hear your heart beat, as I did.”
  • Sasha Midlhas quoted2 years ago
    Good night, every­body.
  • Anahas quoted2 years ago
    Up to now I never quite knew what Shakespeare meant when he made Ham­let say:―

    “My tab­lets! quick, my tab­lets!
    ’Tis meet that I put it down,” etc.,

    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 to soothe me.
  • Anahas quoted2 years ago
    The sense of sleep was upon me, and with it the ob­stin­acy which sleep brings as out­rider.
  • Anahas quoted2 years ago
    I de­term­ined not to re­turn to­night to the gloom-haunted rooms, but to sleep here, where, of old, ladies had sat and sung and lived sweet lives whilst their gentle breasts were sad for their men­folk away in the midst of re­morse­less wars.
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