Top 500 Bram Stoker Quotes (2025 Update)
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351. “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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352. “Then the horror overcame me, and I sank down unconscious. CHAPTER.”

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

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354. “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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355. “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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356. “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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357. “I have to be absent for a while. Do not wait for me. – D.”

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358. “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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359. “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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360. “He says I afford him a curious psychological study, and I humbly think I do.”

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361. “It was soothing, somehow, to the feelings to find myself disassociated even in the mind of this poor madman from the others; but all the same I do not follow his thought. Am I to take it that I have anything in common with him, so that we are, as it were, to stand together, or has he to gain from me some good so stupendous that my well-being is needful to him?”

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362. “The strangest figures we saw were the Slovaks, who were more barbarian than the rest, with their big cow-boy hats, great baggy dirty-white trousers, white linen shirts, and enormous heavy leather belts, nearly a foot wide, all studded over with brass nails. They wore high boots, with their trousers tucked into them, and had long black hair and heavy black moustaches. They are very picturesque, but do not look prepossessing. On.”

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363. “Time is all in all to us now.”

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364. “Let us not be two, but one, that we work to good end.”

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365. “I questioned him more fully than I had ever done, with a view to making myself master of the facts of his hallucination. In my manner of doing it there was, I now see, something of cruelty. I seemed to wish to keep to the point of his madness-a thing which I avoid with the patients as I would the mouth of hell.”

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366. “Pray do not take us as exceeding the bounds of business courtesy in pressing you in all ways to use the utmost expedition.”

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

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368. “I was conscious of the presence of the count, and of his being as if lapped in a stain of fury.”

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369. “I awoke in my own bed. If it be that I had not dreamt, the count must have carried here. I tried to satisfy myself on the subject, but could not arrive at any unquestionable result.”

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370. “As he went down the wall, lizard fashion, I wished I had a gun or some lethal weapon, that I might destroy him. But I fear that no weapon wrought along by man’s hand would have any effect on him.”

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371. “And women, I am afraid, are not always quite as fair as they should be.”

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372. “On the top of the tomb, seemingly driven through the solid marble – for the structure was composed of a few vast blocks of stone – was a great iron spike or stake. On going to the back I saw, graven in great Russian letters: ‘The dead travel fast.”

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373. “Fortunately, I am not of a fainting disposition.”

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

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375. “Even the deep, burning eyes seemed set amongst swollen flesh, for the lids and pouches underneath were bloated. It seemed as if the whole awful creature were simply gorged with blood. He lay like a filthy leech, exhausted with his repletion. I.”

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376. “The gypsies may not have known the language, but there was no mistaking the tone, in whatever tongue the words were spoken.”

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377. “Truly Miss Lucy, if she be sad in the foes that beset her, is at least happy in the friends that love her. One, two, three, all open their veins for her, besides one old man. Oh yes, friend John; I am not blind! I love you all the more for it!”

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378. “Siempre existe una causa para un efecto.”

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379. “Author: Bram Stoker.”

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380. “The horses are nearly ready, and we are soon off. We ride to death of some one. God alone knows who, or where, or what, or when, or how it may be...”

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381. “However, when we got to the pathway outside the churchyard, where there was a puddle of water, remaining from the storm, I daubed my feet with mud, using each foot in turn on the other, so that as we went home, no one, in case we should meet any one, should notice my bare feet.”

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382. “I was again a prisoner, and the net of doom was closing around me more closely.”

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383. “Do you know all the mystery of life and death? Do you know the altogether of comparative anatomy and can say wherefore the qualities of brutes are in some men, and not in others? Can you tell me why, when other spiders die small and soon, that one great spider lived for centuries in the tower of the old Spanish church and grew and grew, till, on descending, he could drink the oil of all the church lamps?”

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384. “Then tell me – for I am a student of the brain – how you accept the hypnotism and reject the thought reading.”

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385. “Blood is too precious a thing in these days of dishonourable peace;.”

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386. “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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387. “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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388. “Welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring!” The.”

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389. “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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390. “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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391. “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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392. “I attended to all the ghastly formalities, and the urbane undertaker proved that his staff were afflicted – or blessed – with something of his own obsequious suavity.”

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393. “At that moment the remnant of my love passed into hate and loathing; had she then to be killed, I could have done it with savage delight.”

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394. “Oh, if we had only had them earlier we might have saved poor Lucy! Stop; that way madness lies!”

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395. “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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396. “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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397. “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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398. “My fear fell from me as if it had been a vaporous garment which dissolved in the warmth.”

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399. “I felt myself struggling to awake to some call of instinct; nay, my very soul was struggling, and my half-remembered sensibilities were stirring to answer the call.”

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400. “No trifling with me! I never jest! There is grim purpose in all I do; and I warn you that you do thwart me. Take care, for the sake of others if not for your own.”

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