It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.

Mina Harker, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

Doctor, you don't know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don't; you couldn't with eyebrows like yours.

Johnathan Harker, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

I suppose a cry does us all good at times - clears the air as other rain does.

Mina Harker, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

'Maybe you would perhaps pity me the most of all.'
I was touched by the tenderness in his tone and asked why.
'Because I know!'

Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

Men and women are like ropes, drawn tight with strain that pulls us different ways. Then tears come; and, like the rain on the ropes, they brace up us, until perhaps the strain becomes too great, and we break.

Van Helsing, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play. Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall - all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him.

Van Helsing, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

She makes a very beautiful corpse, sir. It's quite a privilege to attend on her. It's not too much to say that she will do credit to our establishment!

Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

Their eyes met instead of their lips; and so they parted.

Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

'Doctor, won't you be very good to me and let me have a little more sugar? I think it would be good for me.'
'And the flies?' I said.
'Yes! The flies like it, too, and I like the flies; therefore I like it.'

Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

I ain't afraid of dyin' not a bit; only I don't want to die if I can help it.

Mr. Swales, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

Why can't they let a girl marry three men, or as many as want her, and save us all the trouble?

Lucy Westenra, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

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.

Count Dracula, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

I myself am of an old family, and to live in a new house would kill me.
A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century. I rejoice also that there is a chapel of old times.
We Transylvanian nobles love not to think that our bones may be amongst the common dead.
I seek not gaiety or mirth, not the bright voluptuousness of much sunshine and sparkling waters which please the young and gay.
I am no longer young.
And my heart, through weary years of mourning over the dead, is not attuned to mirth.
Moreover, the walls of my castle are broken; the shadows are many, and the wind breathes cold through the broken battlements and casements.
I love the shade and the shadow, and would be alone with my thoughts when I may.

Count Dracula, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker

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

Count Dracula, Dracula ~ Bram Stoker