Top 500 Bram Stoker Quotes (2025 Update)
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151. “Are we to have nothing tonight?” said one of them, with a low laugh, as she pointed to the bag which he had thrown upon the floor, and which moved as though there were some living thing within it. For answer he nodded his head. One of the women jumped forward and opened it. If my ears did not deceive me there was a gasp and a low wail, as of a half smothered child. The women closed round, whilst I was aghast with horror. But as I looked, they disappeared, and with them the dreadful bag.”

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152. “I shall put a bold face on, and if I do feel weepy, he shall never see it. I suppose it is one of the lessons that we poor women have to learn...”

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153. “And yet it is this very obliquity of thought and memory which makes mental disease such a fascinating study. Perhaps I may gain more knowledge out of the folly of this madman than I shall from the teaching of the most wise.”

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154. “Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pulls us in different ways. Then tears come; and, like the rain on the ropes, they brace us up, until the strain becomes too great, and we break.”

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155. “His head is what you call in plane with the horizon.”

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156. “Men sneered at vivisection, and yet look at its results today! Why not advance science in its most difficult and vital aspect, the knowledge of the brain?”

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157. “Well, the devil may work against us for all he’s worth, but God sends us men when we want them.”

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158. “Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh. I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.”

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159. “All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God’s madmen too, the rest of the world.”

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160. “His face fell, and I could see a warning of danger in it, for there was a sudden fierce, sidelong look which meant killing.”

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161. “He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.”

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162. “It is ever thus that the things which we do wrong – although they may seem little at the time, and though from the hardness of our hearts we pass them lightly by – come back to us with bitterness.”

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163. “Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?”

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164. “I heard once of an American who so defined faith: ’that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.”

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165. “The captain swore polyglot -very polyglot- polyglot with bloom and blood.”

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166. “If that other fellow doesn’t know his happiness, well, he’d better look for it soon, or he’ll have to deal with me. Little girl, your honesty and pluck have made me a friend, and that’s rarer than a lover, it’s more selfish anyhow.”

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167. “Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.”

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168. “Good boy,” said Dr. Van Helsing. “Brave boy. Quincey is all man. God bless him for it.”

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169. “You must not be alone; for to be alone is to be full of fears amd alarms.”

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170. “The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.”

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171. “Whether it is the old lady’s fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.”

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172. “Dan beranikanlah dirimu membuktikan kebenaran yang kau benci!”

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173. “I told him exactly what had happened and he listened with seeming impassiveness, but his nostrils twitched and his eyes blazed as I told how the ruthless hands of the Count had held his wife in that terrible and horrid position, with her mouth to the open wound in his breast. It interested me, even at that moment, to see that whilst the face of white set passion worked convulsively over the bowed head, the hands tenderly and lovingly stroked the ruffled hair.”

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174. “There is reason that all things are as they are, and did you see with my eyes and know with my knowledge, you would perhaps better understand.”

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175. “There must be no concealment,” she said. “Alas! We have had too much already. And besides there is nothing in all the world that can give me more pain than I have already endured, than I suffer now!”

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176. “For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?”

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177. “Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.”

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178. “As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.”

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179. “If this be an ordered selfishness, then we should pause before we condemn anyone for the vice of egoism, for there may be deeper roots for its causes than we have knowledge of.”

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180. “Away from this cursed spot, from this cursed land, where the devil and his children still walk with earthly feet!”

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181. “Do not fear ever to think. A half thought has been buzzing often in my brain, but I fear to let him loose his wings. Here now, with more knowledge, I go back to where that half thought come from and I find that he be no half thought at all. That be a whole thought, though so young that he is not yet strong to use his little wings.”

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182. “They say that people who are near death die generally at the change to the dawn or at the turn of the tide; any one who has when tired, and tied as it were to his post, experienced this change in the atmosphere can well believe it.”

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183. “Later. – It is done. My will is made, and all complete. Mina if she survive is my sole heir. If it should not be so, then the others who have been so good to us shall have remainder.”

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184. “And if it had not been that we have crossed his path he would be yet, he may be yet if we fail, the father or furtherer of a new order of beings, whose road must lead through Death, not Life.”

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185. “I have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same. Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, ‘May I come in?’ is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, ‘I am here.”

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186. “You think to baffle me, you with your pale faces all in a row, like sheep in a butcher’s. You shall be sorry yet, each one of you! You think you have left me without a place to rest, but I have more. My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side. Your girls that you all love are mine already. And through them you and others shall yet be mine, my creatures, to do my bidding and to be my jackals when I want to feed. Bah!”

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187. “It seems that there is never to be any perfect rest. Even in Eden the snake rears its head among the laden boughs of the Tree of Knowledge. The silence of the dreamless night is broken by the roar of the avalanche; the hissing of sudden floods; the clanging of the engine bell marking its sweep through a sleeping American town; the clanking of distant paddles over the sea...”

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188. “Love has a modesty of its own, whose lines are boldly drawn, and whose rules are stern.”

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189. “I was in doubt, and then everything took a hue of unreality, and I did not know what to trust, even the evidence of my own senses. Not knowing what to trust, I did not know what to do; and so had only to keep on working in what had hitherto been the groove of my life. The groove ceased to avail me, and I mistrusted myself.”

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190. “The attendant thinks it is some form of religious mania which has seized him. If so, we must look for squalls, for a strong man with homicidal and religious mania at once might be dangerous. The combination is a dreadful one.”

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191. “I feel myself quite wild with excitement.”

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192. “I wish I were with you, dear, sitting by the fire undressing, as we used to sit; and I would try to tell you what I feel. I do not know how I am writing this even to you. I am afraid to stop, or I should tear up the letter, and I don’t want to stop, for I do so want to tell you all.”

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193. “We must go through bitter waters before we reach the sweet.”

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194. “These companions’, and he laid his hand on some of the books- ’have been good friends to me.”

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195. “I long to go through the crowded streets of your mighty London, to be in the midst of the whirl and rush of humanity, to share its life, its change, its death, and all that makes it what it is.”

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196. “Oh that I could give any idea of the scene; of that sweet, sweet, good, good woman in all the radiant beauty of her youth and animation, with the red scar on her forehead of which she was conscious, and which we saw with grinding of our teeth- remembering whence and how it came; her loving kindness against our grim hate; her tender faith against all our fears and doubting; and we, knowing that so far as symbols went, she with all her goodness and purity and faith, was outcast from God.”

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197. “I ain’t afraid of dyin’, not a bit, only I don’t want to die if I can help it.”

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198. “He bowed in a courtly way as he replied: “I am Dracula. and I bid you welcome, Mr Harker, to my house. Come in; the night air is chill, and you must need to eat and rest.”

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199. “There seemed a strange stillness over everything; but as I listened I heard as if from down below in the valley the howling of many wolves. The Count’s eyes gleamed, and he said: – “Listen to them – the children of the night. What music they make!”

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200. “The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.”

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