Top 500 Bram Stoker Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “I heard once of an American who so defined faith: ‘that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.’ For one, I follow that man. He meant that we shall have an open mind, and not let a little bit of truth check the rush of the big truth, like a small rock does a railway truck. We get the small truth first. Good! We keep him, and we value him, but all the same we must not let him think himself all the truth in the universe.”

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352. “I had heard that madmen have unnatural strength. And as I knew I was a madman, at times anyhow, I resolved to use my power.”

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353. “I greatly fear that she is of too super-sensitive a nature to go through the world without trouble.”

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354. “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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355. “What I saw appalled me. I felt my hair rise like bristles on the back of my neck, and my heart seemed to stand still.”

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356. “The man is an undeveloped homicidal maniac.”

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357. “When I saw the count’s head coming out from the window, I did not see the face, but I knew the mean by the neck and the movement of his back and arms. In any case, I could not mistake the hands which I had had so many opportunities of studying.”

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358. “I was evidently expected, for when I got near the door I faced a cheery-looking elderly woman in the usual peasant dress – white undergarment with a long double apron, front, and back, of coloured stuff fitting almost too tight for modesty. When I came close she bowed and said, “The Herr Englishman?” “Yes,” I said, “Jonathan Harker.” She smiled, and gave some message.”

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359. “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. You tell not your madmen what you do nor why you do it. You tell them not what you think. So you shall keep knowledge in its place, where it may rest, where it may gather its kind around it and breed. You and I shall keep as yet what we know here, and here.” He touched me on the heart and on the forehead, and then touched himself the same way.”

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360. “When, however, the conviction had come to me that I was helpless I sat down quietly, as quietly as I have ever done anything in my life, and began to think over what was best to be done. I am thinking still, and as yet have come to no definite conclusion.”

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361. “I quite love that dear Dr Van Helsing. I wonder why he was so anxious about these flowers. He positively frightened me, he was so fierce. And yet he must have been right, for I feel comfort from them already.”

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362. “When she saw my face at the window she threw herself forward, and shouted in a voice laden with menace, “Monster, give me my child!”

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363. “The rats were all gone, but He slid into the room through the sash, though it was only open an inch wide-just as the Moon herself has often come in through the tiniest crack, and has stood before me in all her size and splendour.”

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364. “The count’s mysterious warning frightened me at the time, it frightens me more now when I think of it, for in future he has a fearful hold upon me. I shall fear to doubt what he may say!”

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365. “Oh! If such an one was to come from God, and not the Devil, what a force for good might he not be in this old world of ours.”

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366. “You and I, Mina dear, who are engaged and are going to settle down soon soberly into old married women, can despise vanity.”

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367. “Time is all in all to us now.”

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368. “She threw herself on her knees, and raising up her hands, cried the same words in tones which wrung my heart. Then she tore her hair and beat her breast, and abandoned herself to all the violences of extravagant emotion.”

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369. “He swear much, and he red face and loud of voice, but he good fellow all the same;.”

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370. “I dined on what they called “robber steak” – bits of bacon, onion, and beef, seasoned with red pepper, and strung on sticks, and roasted over the fire, in simple style of the London cat’s meat!”

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371. “Come with me, my dear young friend. Not an hour shall you wait in my house against your will, though sad am I at your going, and that you so suddenly desire it. Come!”

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372. “My dear, my dear, your ears must tingle as you sleep, as mine do waking.”

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373. “I caught the patient’s eye and followed it, but could trace nothing as it looked into the moonlight sky, except a big bat, which was flapping its silent and ghostly way to the west. Bats usually wheel about, but this one seemed to go straight on, as if it knew where it was bound for or had some intention of its own.”

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374. “Had it but been for myself the choice had been easy, the maw of the wolf were better to rest in than the grave of the Vampire!”

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375. “Even in the dark there was a light of some kind, as there ever is over snow; and it seemed as though the snow-flurries and the wreaths of mist took shape as of women with trailing garments.”

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376. “After a time, it did not seem a short time either, for the draining away of one’s blood, no matter how willingly it be given, is a terrible feeling, Van Helsing held up a warning finger. “Do not stir,” he said. “But I fear that with growing strength she may wake, and that would make danger, oh, so much danger. But I shall precaution take. I shall give hypodermic injection of morphia.” He proceeded then, swiftly.”

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377. “He is a seemingly arbitrary man, but this is because he knows what he is talking about better than anyone else. He is a philosopher and a metaphysician, and one of the most advanced scientists of his day; and he has, I believe, an absolutely open mind.”

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378. “Bless that good, good woman who hung the crucifix round my neck! for it is a comfort and a strength to me whenever I touch it. 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. Is it that there is something in the essence of the thing itself, or that it is a medium, a tangible help, in conveying memories of sympathy and comfort?”

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379. “There was something about them that made me uneasy, some longing and at the same time some deadly fear.”

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380. “We sat down on a bench within good view, and began to smoke cigars so as to attract as little attention as possible.”

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381. “Van Helsing would, I know, do anything for me for a personal reason. So, no matter what ground he comes, we must accept his wishes. He is a seemingly arbitrary man, but this is because he knows what he is talking about better than anyone else. He is a philosopher and a metaphysician, and one of the most advanced scientists of his day; and he has, I believe, an absolutely open mind.”

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382. “Some girls are so vain!”

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383. “Some of the ‘New Women’ writers will some day start an idea that men and women should be allowed to see each other asleep before proposing or accepting. But I suppose the ‘New Woman’ won’t condescend in future to accept. She will do the proposing herself. And a nice job she will make of it too!”

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384. “Yes! The flies like it, too, and I like the flies, therefore I like it.” And there are people who know so little as to think that madmen do not argue.”

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385. “Life is nothings; I heed him not. But to fail here, is not mere life or death. It is that we become as him; that we henceforward become foul things of the night like him – without heart or conscience, preying on the bodies and the souls of those we love best. To us forever are the gates of heaven shut; for who shall open them to us again? We go on for all time abhorred by all; a blot on the face of God’s sunshine; an arrow in the side of Him who died for man.”

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386. “When all was over, I could see how much Arthur was weakened. I dressed the wound and took his arm to bring him away, when Van Helsing spoke without turning round, the man seems to have eyes in the back of his head, “The brave lover, I think, deserve another kiss, which he shall have presently.” And as he had now finished his operation, he adjusted the pillow to the patient’s head. As.”

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387. “Arthur placed the point over the heart, and as I looked I could see its dint in the white flesh. Then he struck with all his might.”

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388. “The common people know me, and I am master. But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for. I.”

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389. “How was it that all the people at Bistritz and on the coach had some terrible fear for me? What meant the giving of the crucifix, of the garlic, of the wild rose, of the mountain ash? Bless.”

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390. “All our work is undone; we must begin again. There is no young Arthur here now; I have to call on your yourself this time, friend John.”

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391. “Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself.”

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392. “I have to be absent for a while. Do not wait for me. – D.”

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393. “He seemed so confident that I, remembering my own confidence two nights before and with the baneful result, felt awe and vague terror. It must have been my weakness that made me hesitate to tell it to my friend, but I felt it all the more, like unshed tears.”

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394. “I passed to my room and went to be, and, strange to say, slept without dreaming. despair has it’s own calms.”

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395. “I set to and enjoyed a hearty meal. When I had done, I looked for a bell, so that I might let the servants know I had finished, but I could not find one.”

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396. “I am deeper in death at this moment than if the weight of an earthly grave lay heavy upon me!”

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397. “All this weakness comes to me in sleep; until I dread the very thought.”

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398. “The other was fair, as fair as can be, with great masses of golden hair and eyes like pale sapphires.”

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399. “While I live on here there is but one thing to hope for: that I may not go mad, if indeed, I be not mad already. If I be sane, then surely it is maddening to think that of all the foul things that lurk in this hateful place the count is the least dreadful to me; that to him alone I can look for safety, even though this be only whilst I serve his purpose.”

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400. “The time is come, I fear, when I must open the parcel, and know what is written.”

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