Murder Monday: Frightening Quotes From Bram Stoker’s Novel “Dracula”
July’s Murder Monday post is here and I have compiled a list of some very murderous and frightening quotes from my favorite vampire writer, the famous Bram Stoker himself, the author of the original Dracula novel. A story I have loved from a young age and a story I go back to all the time!
Some small changes to the Murder Monday post are being established, instead of being every Monday, it will be just once a month. There are just too many things to discuss and write about to fit one in every single week.
I hope everyone is enjoying them. Now I did have an ask of everyone reading this blog. What is your opinion about me adding in some modern royal and other type of news which would expand the history/archeological news reel I have been doing as of late. I am thinking it could be fun.
Let me know in the comments! Thank you for your patience as I build this blog into everything I want it to be. There is bound to be some trial and error. Without further adieu, lets get to those Dracula quotes. Enjoy!
Dracula is an 1897 Gothic horror novel by Irish author Bram Stoker. Famous for introducing the character of the vampire Count Dracula, the novel tells the story of Dracula’s attempt to move from Transylvania to England so he may find new blood and spread undead curse, and the battle between Dracula and a small group of men.
Dracula has been assigned to many literary genres including vampire literature, horror fiction, the gothic novel and invasion literature. The novel touches on themes such as the role of women in Victorian culture, sexual conventions, immigration, colonialism, and post-colonialism. Although Stoker did not invent the vampire, he defined its modern form, and the novel has spawned numerous theatrical, films.
QUOTES FROM DRACULA
WRITTEN BY BRAM STOKER
“My homicidal maniac is of a peculiar kind. I shall have to invent a new classification for him, and call him a zoophagous (life-eating) maniac; what he desires is to absorb as many lives as he can, and he has laid himself out to achieve it in a cumulative way ..”
“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!”
“Harker evidently meant to try the matter, for he had ready his great Kukri knife and made a fierce and sudden cut at him. The blow was a powerful one; only the diabolical quickness of the Count’s leap back saved him. A second less and the trenchant blade had shorn through his heart. As it was, the point just cut the cloth of his coat, making a wide gap whence a bundle of bank notes and a stream of gold fell out. The expression of the Count’s face was so hellish, that for a moment I feared for Harker, though I saw him throw the terrible knife aloft again for another stroke.”
“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. Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us different ways. Then tears come, and like the rain on the ropes, they brace us up, until perhaps the strain become too great, and we break ..”
“I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.”
“Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer–both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.”
“There are vampires. They are real, they are of our time, and they are here, close by, stalking us as we sleep…”
“Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.”
“The blood is life… and it shall be mine!”
“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.”
“I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!” He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!”
“Clasps his laps around minas throat, pieces her skin and drinks her blood. He then forces her into an act that binds her to the vampire for eternity.”
“Sweet it was in one sense, honey-sweet, and sent the same tingling through the nerves as her voice, but with a bitter underlying the sweet, a bitter offensiveness, as one smells in blood.”
“Take care,” he said, “take care how you cut yourself. It is more dangerous that you think in this country.” Then seizing the shaving glass, he went on, “And this is the wretched thing that has done the mischief. It is a foul bauble of man’s vanity. Away with it!” And opening the window with one wrench of his terrible hand, he flung out the glass, which was shattered into a thousand pieces on the stones of the courtyard far below. Then he withdrew without a word. It is very annoying, for I do not see how I am to shave, unless in my watch-case or the bottom of the shaving pot, which is fortunately of metal.”
“His very heart was bleeding, and it took all the manhood of him, and there was a royal lot of it, too, to keep him from breaking down.”
“Doors, doors, doors everywhere, and all locked and bolted. In no place save from the windows in the castle walls is there an available exit. The castle is a veritable prison, and I am a prisoner!”
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