Top 500 Bram Stoker Quotes (2025 Update)
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251. “Do you not think that there are things which you cannot understand, and yet which are; that some people see things that others cannot?”

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252. “He took with him a bag in which were many instruments and drugs, ‘the ghastly paraphernalia of our beneficial trade’, as he once called, in one of his lectures, the equipment of a professor of the healing craft.”

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253. “My dears, I want to drink your health and prosperity; and may every blessing attend you both. I know you both from children, and have, with love and pride, seen you grow up. Now I want you to make your home here with me. I have left to me neither chick nor child; all are gone, and in my will I have left you everything.”

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254. “Es esa facultad que nos permite creer en lo que nosotros sabemos que no es verdad.”

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255. “I wish you could be coming home soon enough to stay with us here. This strong air would soon restore Jonathan; it has quite restored me.”

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256. “It seems to me that the further East you go the more unpunctual are the trains. What ought they to be in China? – Jonathan Harker.”

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257. “She seemed like a nightmare of Lucy as she lay there, the pointed teeth, the blood stained, voluptuous mouth, which made one shudder to see, the whole carnal and unspirited appearance, seeming like a devilish mockery of Lucy’s sweet purity.”

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258. “My dear Mina, why are men so noble when we women are so little worthy of them? Here was I almost making fun of this great hearted, true gentleman. I burst into tears, I am afraid, my dear, you will think this a very sloppy letter in more ways than one, and I really felt very badly.”

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259. “Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!” Seeing, I suppose, some expression in my face strange to him, he added, “Ah, sir, you dwellers in the city cannot enter into the feelings of the hunter.”

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260. “We thought her dying whilst she slept, And sleeping when she died.”

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261. “But just then the moon, sailing through the black clouds, appeared behind the jagged crest of a beetling, pine-clad rock, and by its light I saw around us a ring of wolves, with white teeth and lolling red tongues, with long, sinewy limbs and shaggy hair. They were.”

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262. “Es mucho trabajo, pero hay recompensas en el hecho de que podamos dar tanta felicidad.”

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263. “The sight touched me. Devotion is so rare, and we are so grateful to those who show it unasked to those we love.”

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264. “Amo la sombra y la oscuridad, y prefiero, cuando puedo, estar a solas con mis pensamientos.”

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265. “He was lying on his belly on the floor, licking up, like a dog, the blood from my wounded wrist.”

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266. “Devils or no devils, or all the devils at once, it matters not; we fight him all the same.”

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267. “Even his stalwart manhood seemed to have shrunk somewhat under.”

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268. “Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall.”

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269. “Welcome to my house! Enter freely and of your own free will!”

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270. “Trust yourself. You’ve survived a lot and you will survive whatever is coming.”

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271. “Your friend, Dracula.”

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272. “And, too, it made me think of the wonderful power of money! What can it not do when it is properly applied; and what might it do when basely used.”

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273. “She came at once, after saying pleasantly to Mr Renfield: ‘Good-bye, and I hope I may see you often, under auspices pleasanter to yourself’, to which, to my astonishment, he replied: ‘Good-bye, my dear. I pray God I may never see your sweet face again. May He bless and keep you!”

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274. “If I could have as strong a cause as my poor mad friend there, a good, unselfish cause to make me work, that would be indeed happiness.”

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275. “I seek not gaiety nor mirth, not the bright voluptuousness of much sunshine and sparkling waters which please the young and gay. I am no longer young.”

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276. “I trust that your journey from London has been a happy one, and that you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land. – Your friend, Dracula.”

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277. “Finally she went down on her knees and implored me not to go; at least to wait a day or two before starting. It was all very ridiculous, but I did not feel comfortable.”

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278. “My life is hers, and I would give the last drop of blood in my body for her.”

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279. “I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us.”

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280. “I must not wish you no pain, for that can never be.”

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281. “What sort of grim adventure was it on which I had embarked?”

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282. “It is like whispering to one’s self and listening at the same time.”

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283. “If America can go on breeding men like that, she will be a power in the world indeed.”

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284. “When I told Mrs. Westenra that Dr. Van Helsing had directed that I should sit up with her, she almost pooh-poohed the idea, pointing out her daughter’s renewed strength and excellent spirits. I was firm, however, and made preparations for my long vigil. When her maid had prepared her for the night I came in, having in the meantime had supper, and took a seat by the bedside. She.”

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285. “Between me and the moon light flitted a great bat, coming and going in great, whirling circles.”

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286. “Just fancy! He is only nine-and-twenty, and he has an immense lunatic asylum all under his own care.”

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287. “When the Count saw my face, his eyes blazed with a sort of demoniac fury, and he suddenly made a grab at my throat. I drew away, and his hand touched the string of beads which held the crucifix. It made an instant change in him, for the fury passed so quickly that I could hardly believe that it was ever there.”

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288. “I feel I am dying of weakness, and have barely strength to write, but it must be done if I die in the doing. I went to bed as usual, taking care that the flowers were placed.”

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289. “She has the strength and impregnability of a diplodocus.”

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290. “Back, back to you own place! Your time is not yet come. Wait. Have patience. Tomorrow night, tomorrow night, is yours!”

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291. “Now take down our brave young lover, give him of the port wine, and let him lie down for a while. He must then go home and rest, sleep much and eat much, that he may be resusciated of what he has given to his love. He must not stay here.”

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292. “Here I am, sitting at a little oak table where in old times possibly some fair lady sat to pen, with much thought and many blushes, her ill-spelt love-letter, and writing in my diary in shorthand all that has happened since I closed it last.”

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293. “I seemed somehow to know her face, and to know it in connection with some dreamy fear, but I could not recollect at the moment how or where.”

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294. “Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling.”

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295. “How well the man reasoned; lunatics always do within their own scope. I wonder at how many lives he values a man, or if at only one.”

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296. “I am beginning to feel this nocturnal existence tell on me. It is destroying my nerve. I start at my own shadow, and am full of all sorts of horrible imaginings. God knows that there is ground for my terrible fear in this accursed place!”

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297. “There was something diabolically sweet in her tones – something of the tingling of glass when struck – which rang through the brains even of us who heard the words addressed to another.”

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298. “I felt it all the more, like unshed tears.”

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299. “They say that people who are near death die generally at the change to dawn or at the turn of the tide.”

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300. “I loved him and honoured him more than I can say, and that my latest and truest thought will be always for him.”

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