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“I do not, as you know, take sufficient interest in dress to be able to describe the new fashions. Dress is a bore.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“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. Well, here I am tonight, hoping for sleep, and lying like Ophelia in the play, with ‘virgin crants and maiden strewments.â€� I never liked garlic before, but tonight it is delightful!...”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“I wish I were with you, dear, sitting by the fire undressing, as we used to sit; and I would try to tell you what I feel. I do not know how I am writing this even to you. I am afraid to stop, or I should tear up the letter, and I don’t want to stop, for I do so want to tell you all.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“In a trance she died, and in trance she is un-dead, too.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Arthur turned to him and said, 'If only you knew how gladly I would die for her you would understand.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“I greatly fear that she is of too supersensitive a nature to go through the world without trouble”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“All this weakness comes to me in sleep; until I dread the very thought.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“I have been so miserably weak, that to be able to think and move about is like feeling sunshine after a long spell of east wind out of a steel sky.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“I quite love that dear Dr Van Helsing. I wonder why he was so anxious about these flowers. He positively frightened me, he was so fierce. And yet he must have been right, for I feel comfort from them already.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“I feel I am dying of weakness, and have barely strength to write, but it must be done if I die in the doing.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Somewhere near, a passing bell was tolling; the neighbourhood were howling; and in our shrubbery, seemingly just outside, a nightingale was singing. I was dazed and stupid with pain and terror and weakness, but the sound of the nightingale seemed like the voice of my dead mother come back to comfort me.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“The air seems full of specks, floating and circling in the draught from the window, and the lights burn blue and dim.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“I shall hide this paper in my breast, where they shall find it when they come to lay me out.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Her struggle back to life was something frightful to see and hear.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“As she looked, her eyes blazed with an unholy light, and the face became wreathed with a voluptuous smile.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“If ever a face meant death-if looks could kill-we saw it at that moment.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“You've kissed me, and if these things don't make us friends nothing ever will.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Then I have a vague memory of something long and dark with red eyes, just as we saw in the sunset, and something very sweet and very bitter all around me at once; and then I seemed sinking into deep green water, and there was a singing in my ears, as I have heard there is to drowning men; and then everything seemed passing away from me; my soul seemed to go out from my body and float about the air. I seemed to remember that once the West Lighthouse was right under me, and then there was a sort of agonizing feeling, as if I were in an earthquake, and I came back and found you shaking my body. I saw you do it before I felt you.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“I suppose that Lucy and I were worthy of the male gaze, what with her pale blond beauty shown off nicely in a peach summer frock, in contrast to my black hair set against light skin. Tonight I wore my favorite dress of pale green linen, which everyone said complemented my eyes, and a cotton bolero jacket perfect for a summer evening.”
― Karen Essex, Dracula in Love