I have had a long talk with the Count. I asked him a few questions on Transylvanian history, and he warmed up to the subject wonderfully. In his speaking of things and people, and especially of battles, he spoke as if he had been present at them all.
—Jonathan Harker's Journal, Dracula
"Do you think you can destroy me with your idols? I who served the cross, I who commanded nations, hundreds of years before you were born?"
—Dracula, Bram Stoker's Dracula
"So... You play your wits against mine. Me, who commanded armies hundreds of years before you were born. Fools!"
—Jack Palance, also playing Dracula (in a 1974 TV series)
"I plan to live forever, of course, but barring that I'd settle for a couple thousand years. Even five hundred would be pretty nice."
—CEO Nwabudike Morgan, Sid Meiers Alpha Centauri "MorganLink 3D-Vision Interview" (accompanying completion of the secret project; The Longevity Vaccine.)
"I've lived for 400 years, who's to say I won't live 400 more?"
—Adam Monroe, Heroes, "Powerless."
"I taught Nero the tune, and together we watched Rome burn. I rode with Charlemagne, and taught Genghis Khan the art of war."
— LaCroix, Forever Knight
"I am Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. I was born in 1518 in the village of Glenfinnan on the shores of Loch Shiel. And I am immortal."
— Connor MacLeod, Highlander
My injuries? My pain? Hah! When I wore the dragonhelm and got a lance through my visor, which broke the bridge of my nose, shot through and smashed out the back of my skull, that was pain! Pain, aye, for part of me the real ME had been hurt. That was Silistria, where we crushed the Ottoman. Oh, I know pain, my friend. We are old, old acquaintances, pain and I. In 1204 at Constantinople it was Greek fire. I had joined the Fourth Crusade in Zara, as a mercenary, and was burned for my trouble at the height of our triumph! Ah, but didn't we make them pay for it? For three whole days we pillaged, raped, slew. And I in my agony, half eaten away, burned through almost to the very heart of ME I was the greatest slayer of all! The human flesh had shriveled, but the Wamphyri lived on!
—Faethor Ferenczy, Necroscope