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Bram Stoker

  • Aditihar citeratför 2 år sedan
    seems to me that the fur­ther east you go the more un­punc­tual are the trains.
  • Sarahhar citerati fjol
    The ap­proach of sun­set was so very beau­ti­ful, so grand in its masses of splen­didly-col­oured clouds, that there was quite an as­semblage on the walk along the cliff in the old church­yard to en­joy the beauty.
  • Sarahhar citeratför 6 månader sedan
    , what a wealth of sor­row in a few words! Poor Mrs. Westenra! poor Lucy!
  • Daria Glebovahar citerati fjol
    for I feared to see those weird sis­ters.
  • Daria Glebovahar citerati fjol
    As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean.
  • tolstykhtathar citeratför 4 månader sedan
    What I saw was the Count’s head com­ing out from the win­dow. I did not


  • tolstykhtathar citeratför 3 månader sedan
    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
  • Purr gyssthar citeratför 2 år sedan
    Why can’t they let a girl marry three men, or as many as want her, and save all this trouble?
  • Purr gyssthar citeratför 2 år sedan
    For life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’; and death be all that we can rightly de­pend on.
  • Purr gyssthar citeratför 2 år sedan
    Look! look!” he cried sud­denly. “There’s some­thing in that wind and in the hoast beyont that sounds, and looks, and tastes, and smells like death. It’s in the air; I feel it comin’
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