“Despair has its own calms.”

We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.

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

We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!

I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.

Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.

Then they will see that, perhaps, they too have some of the same fault in themselves – although perhaps it does not come out in the same way – and then they must try to conquer that fault.

Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.

I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.

No man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.

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!

Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

I have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same.

I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.

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.

I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us.

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

If I had a horse of my own that I loved and fed and knew me, it would be amazing.

No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.

Sleep has no place it can call its own.

Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance.

I am quite bolshy, sometimes. I like to get my own way, lets put it like that.

The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.

I don’t think I am a citizen of the world; I am very much a citizen of my own country. But my own country is closely related to other parts of the world and influenced by what happens there.

I would draw my own comic book characters listening to metal. The drawing and music kind of went hand in hand.