Top 124 Quotes & Sayings by Bram Stoker

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Last updated on December 23, 2024.
Bram Stoker

Abraham Stoker was an Irish author who is celebrated for his 1897 Gothic horror novel Dracula. During his lifetime, he was better known as the personal assistant of actor Sir Henry Irving and business manager of the Lyceum Theatre, which Irving owned. In his early years, Stoker worked as a theatre critic for an Irish newspaper and wrote stories as well as commentaries. He also enjoyed travelling, particularly to Cruden Bay where he set two of his novels. During another visit to the English coastal town of Whitby, Stoker drew inspiration for writing Dracula. He died on 20 April 1912 due to Locomotor ataxia and was cremated in north London. Since his death, his magnum opus Dracula has become one of the most well-known works in English literature, and the novel has been adapted for numerous films, short stories and plays.

Despair has its own calms.
He may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.
And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams. — © Bram Stoker
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
Whether it is the old lady's fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.
I saw the Count lying within the box upon the earth, some of which the rude falling from the cart had scattered over him. He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew so well.
Count Dracula had directed me to go to the Golden Krone Hotel, which I found, to my great delight, to be thoroughly old-fashioned, for of course I wanted to see all I could of the ways of the country.
Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
It is the eve of St. George's Day. Do you not know that tonight, when the clock strikes midnight, all the evil things in the world will have full sway?
Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
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.
Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
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.
A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century. — © Bram Stoker
A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.
It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.
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
My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
Faith ... that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
Enter freely and of your own free will!
Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me! How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
I want you to believe...to believe in things that you cannot.
I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
I will not let you go into the unknown alone.
The Dead travel fast.
I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.
Euthanasia" is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.
The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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.
Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?
Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
There is a reason why all things are as they are.
The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it. — © Bram Stoker
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.
Truly there is no such thing as finality.
Once again...welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
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.
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.
The blood is the life!
I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
We learn of great things by little experiences.
There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights. — © Bram Stoker
There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
Because if a woman's heart was free a man might have hope.
Though sympathy alone can't alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
We learn from failure, not from success!
The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
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