Top 500 Bram Stoker Quotes (2026 Update)
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301. “Todo lo desconocido nos parece maravilloso.”

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302. “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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303. “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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304. “Bogies is rats, and rats is bogies!”

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305. “A brave man’s hand can speak for itself;.”

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306. “Your friend, Dracula.”

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

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308. “I know you well enough, you are the old fool Van Helsing. I wish you would take yourself and your idiotic brain theories somewhere else. Damn all thick-headed Dutchmen!”

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309. “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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310. “As the count leaned over me and his hands touched me, I could not repress a shudder. It may have been that his breath was rank, but a horrible feeling of nausea came over me, which, do what I would, I could not conceal. The count, evidently noticing it, drew back; and with a grim kind of smile, which showed more than he had yet done his proturberant teeth, set himself down again, on his own side of the fireplace.”

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311. “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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312. “When first the professor’s eye had lit upon him he had been angry at any interruption at such a time, but now, as he took in his stalwart proportions and recognised the strong young manhood which seemed to emanate from him, his eyes gleamed.”

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313. “Was this desolation but another link in the chain of doom which seemed drawing tight around us? Was it indeed a house of death to which I had to come too late?”

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314. “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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315. “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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316. “I suppose there is something in a women’s nature that makes a man free to break down before her and express his feelings on the tender or emotional side without feeling it derogatory to his manhood.”

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317. “It is odd that a thing which I have been taught to regard with disfavour and as idolatrous should in a time of loneliness and trouble be of help.”

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

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319. “Little girl, your honesty and pluck have made me a friend, and that’s rarer than a lover; it’s more unselfish anyhow. My dear, I’m going to have a pretty lonely walk between this and Kingdom Come.”

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320. “But hush! No telling to others that make so inquisitive questions. We must obey, and silence is a part of obedience, and obedience is to bring you strong and well into loving arms that wait for you. Now sit still a while. Come with me, friend John, and you shall help me deck the room with my garlic, which is all the way from Haarlem, where my friend Vanderpool raise herb in his glass houses all the year. I had to telegraph yesterday, or they would not have been here.” We.”

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321. “Bienvenido a mi morada. Entre libremente, por su propia voluntad, y deje parte de la felicidad que trae.”

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322. “He removed the flowers and lifted the silk handkerchief from her throat. As he did so he started back and I could hear his ejaculation, “Mein Gott!” as it was smothered in his throat. I.”

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323. “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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324. “His face was not a good face; it was hard, and cruel, and sensual, and his big white teeth, that looked all the whiter because his lips were so red, were pointed like an animal’s. Jonathan kept staring at him, till I was afraid he would notice. I feared he might take it ill, he looked so fierce and nasty.”

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325. “A grip of the hand, the tightening of an arm over the shoulder, a sob in unison, are expressions of sympathy dear to a man’s heart. I.”

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

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327. “He was a good fellow, but his rejoicing at the one little part, in which he was officially interested, of so great a tragedy, was an object-lesson in the limitations of sympathetic understanding. He.”

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328. “Friend John, I pity your poor bleeding heart; and I love you the more because it does so bleed.”

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329. “When the Count saw my face, his eyes blazed with a sort of demoniac fury, and he suddenly made a grab at my throat.”

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330. “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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331. “You’ve got their lives, you know, and you must put up with their souls!”

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332. “I have been so miserably weak, that to be able to think and move about is like feeling sunshine after a long spell of east wind out of a steel sky.”

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333. “In the dawn of the language, the word ‘worm’ had a somewhat different meaning from that in use to-day. It was an adaptation of the Anglo-Saxon ‘wyrm,’ meaning a dragon or snake; or from the Gothic ‘waurms,’ a serpent;.”

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334. “I had hung my shaving glass by the window, and was just beginning to shave. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder, and heard the Count’s voice saying to me, “Good morning.” I started, for it amazed me that I had not seen him, since the reflection of the glass covered the whole room behind me.”

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335. “15 MAY.-Once more have I seen the Count go out in his lizard fashion.”

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336. “You must fight Death himself, though he come to you in pain or in joy; by the day, or the night; in safety or in peril! On your living soul I charge that you do not die – nay nor think of death – till this great evil be past.”

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337. “His face fell, and I could see a warning of danger in it, for there was a sudden fierce, sidelong look which meant killing. The man is an undeveloped homicidal maniac. I shall test him with his present craving and see how it will work out; then I shall know more.”

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338. “The impression I had was that we were leaving the West and entering the East; the most western of splendid bridges over the Danube, which is here of noble width and depth, took us among the traditions of Turkish rule.”

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339. “So, my dear, we will send him away to smoke the cigarette in the garden, whiles you and I have little talk all to ourselves.′ I took the hint, and strolled about, and presently the professor came to the window and called me in. He.”

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340. “Nosotras, las mujeres, tenemos algo de madres que nos hace elevarnos sobre las cosas menos importantes cuando se invoca la maternidad;.”

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341. “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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342. “But now I am glad that I went into detail from the first, for there is something so strange about this place and all in it that I cannot but feel uneasy.”

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343. “I feel I am dying of weakness, and have barely strength to write, but it must be done if I die in the doing.”

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344. “This is no jest, but life and death, perhaps more.”

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

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346. “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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347. “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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348. “Do you ever try to read your own face? I do, and I can tell you it is not a bad study, and gives you more trouble than you can well fancy if you have never tried it.”

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349. “We need have no secrets amongst us. Working together and with absolute trust, we can surely be stronger than if some of us were in the dark.”

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350. “Of one thing I am glad: if it was the count that carried me here and undressed me, he must have been hurried in his task, for my pockets are intact. I am sure this diary would have been a mystery to him which he would not have brooked.”

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