Quotes from Bram Stoker

There seemed a strange stillness over everything; but as I listened I heard as if from down below in the valley the howling of many wolves. The Count's eyes gleamed, and he said:- '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.

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

I must not deceive myself; it was no dream; but all a grim reality.

We lunched alone, and as we all exerted ourselves to be cheerful, we got, as some kind of reward for our labours, some real cheerfulness amongst us.

It was better to die like a man; to die like a sailor in blue water no man can object. But I am captain, and must not leave my ship. But I shall baffle this fiend or monster, for I shall tie my hands to the wheel when my strength begins to fail, and along with them I will tie that which He- It!- dare not touch; and then, come good wind or foul, I shall save my soul, and my honour as captain.

Turks say, 'water sleeps, and the enemy is sleepless.

Welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring!

In the summer of this year we made a journey to Transylvania, and went over the old ground which was, and is, to us so full of vivid and terrible memories.

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.

No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be. A

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.

and my heart, through weary years of mourning over the dead, is not attuned to mirth.

Was this desolation but another link in the chain of doom which seemed drawing tight round us?

My Friend.—Welcome to the Carpathians. I am anxiously expecting you. Sleep well to-night. At three to-morrow the diligence will start for Bukovina; a place on it is kept for you. At the Borgo Pass my carriage will await you and will bring you to me. I trust that your journey from London has been a happy one, and that you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land.

It was almost impossible to believe that the things which we had seen with

I suppose a cry does us all good at times

the warm grey of quickening sky.

the narrow black velvet band which she seems always to wear round her throat, buckled with an old diamond buckle which her lover had given her, was dragged a little up, and showed a red mark on her throat. Arthur did not notice it, but I could hear the deep hiss of indrawn breath which is one of Van Helsing's ways of betraying emotion.

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.

The very prospect of beer which my expected coming had opened to him had proved too much, and he had begun too early on his expected debauch

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.

Blood is too precious a thing in these days of dishonourable peace;

Miss, I lack belly-timber sairly by the clock.

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.