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“Denn die Todten reiten Schnell.” (“For the dead travel fast.”)
But my very feelings changed to repulsion and terror when I saw the whole man slowly emerge from the window and begin to crawl down the castle wall over the dreadful abyss, face down with his cloak spreading out around him like great wings.
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
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.
We learn from failure, not from success!”
I suppose a cry does us all good at times, clears the air as other rain does.
Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all, and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.
It conveyed irresistibly the idea that life, animal life, was not the only thing which could pass away.
Friend Arthur, if you had met that kiss which you know of before poor Lucy die, or again, last night when you open your arms to her, you would in time, when you had died, have become nosferatu, as they call it in Eastern Europe, and would for all time make more of those Un-Deads that so have filled us with horror.
shall put a bold face on, and if I do feel weepy, he shall never see it. I suppose it is just one of the lessons that we poor women have to learn…
Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.
“You must not shrink. You are nearest and dearest and all the world to me. Our souls are knit into one, for all life and all time. Think, dear, that there have been times when brave men have killed their wives and their womenkind, to keep them from falling into the hands of the enemy.

