Bram Stoker Quotes

There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.

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

But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.

Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.

A brave man's hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman's love to hear its music.

A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.

Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.

Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker

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

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.

Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer--both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.

Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.

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.

Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.

Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.

We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.

There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA.

We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!

Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!

I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.

How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.

The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.

I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.

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 suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.

These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.

Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.

You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?

No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.

There was a deliberate voluptuousness that was both thrilling and repulsive. And as she arched her neck she actually licked her lips like an animal till I could see in the moonlight the moisture Then lapped the white, sharp teeth. Lower and lower went her head. I closed my eyes in a languorous ecstasy and waited.

Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards

There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.

I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- "Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!" He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- "Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!

There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

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.

Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am mad. That the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain.

Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.

The blood is the life!

For life be, after all, only a waitin' for somethin' else than what we're doin'; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.

Enter freely and of your own free will!

We learn from failure, not from success!

There is a method in his madness, and the rudimentary idea in my mind is growing. It will be a whole idea soon, and then, oh, unconscious cerebration.

Being proposed to all is very nice and all that sort of thing, but it isn’t at all a happy thing when you have to see a poor fellow, whom you know loves you honestly, going away and looking all broken-hearted, and to know that, no matter what he may say at the moment, you are passing quite out if his life

But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!

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.

And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere 'modernity' cannot kill.

I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.