Quotes from Bram Stoker

To die, to be really dead, that must be glorious!

Water sleeps, and the enemy is sleepless.

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.

We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.

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

Do not think that I am not sad, though I laugh.

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.

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!

She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.

The warlike days are over. Blood is too precious a thing in these days of dishonorable peace; and the glories of the great races are as a tale that is told.

My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.

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

We women have something of the mother in us that makes us rise above smaller matters when the mother-spirit is invoked; I felt this big, sorrowing man's head resting on me, as though it were that of the baby that some day may lie on my bosom, and I stroked his hair as though he were my own child. I never thought at the time how strange it all was.

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.

I'm a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.

With his long sharp nails he opened a vein in his breast. When the blood began to spurt out, he took my hands in one of his, holding them tight and with the other ceased my neck and pressed my mouth to the wound so that I must either suffocate or swallow... Some of the...Oh my god…my god What have I done?

I feel myself quite wild with excitement.

Don't you know that I am sane and earnest now, that I am no lunatic in a mad fit, but a sane man fighting for his soul?

You must not be alone; for to be alone is to be full of fears amd alarms.

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

And, to our bitter grief, with a smile and in silence, he died, a gallant gentleman.

Perhaps I may gain more knowledge out of the folly of this madman than I shall from the teaching of the most wise.

There will be pain for us all, but it will not be all pain, nor will this pain be the last. We and you too, you most of all, dear boy, will have to pass through the bitter water before we reach the sweet. But we must be brave of heart and unselfish, and do our duty, and all will be well!

All men are mad in some way or the other;