All men are mad in some way or another, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God's madmen too, the rest of the world.

— Bram Stoker

And when he had crossed the bridge, the phantoms came to meet him.

— Bram Stoker

And you, their best beloved one, are now to me, flesh of my flesh; blood of my blood; kin of my kin; my bountiful wine-press for a while; and shall later on be my companion and my helper.

— Bram Stoker

Are we to have nothing tonight?" said one of them, with a low laugh, as she pointed to the bag which he had thrown upon the floor, and which moved as though there were some living things within it. For answer, he nodded his head. One of the women jumped forward and opened it. If my ears did not deceive me there was a gasp and a low wail, as of a half smothered child. The women closed round, whilst I was aghast with horror. But as I looked, they disappeared, and with them the dreadful bag.

— Bram Stoker

As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.

— Bram Stoker

. . . A wind howling began, which seemed to form all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.

— Bram Stoker

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

— Bram Stoker

Come,' he said, 'come, we must see and act. Devils or no devils, or all the devils at once, it matters not; we fight him all the same.

— Bram Stoker

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

— Bram Stoker

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?

— Bram Stoker