Why, you love him! Your fear, your terror, all of that is just love and love of the most exquisite kind, the kind which people do not admit even to themselves.
You must know that I am made of death, from head to foot, and it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you! - Gaston Leroux
You must know that I am made of death, from head to foot, and it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!
- Gaston Leroux
Erik: Are you very tired? Christine: Oh, tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead. Erik: Your soul is a beautiful thing, child. No emperor received … - Gaston Leroux
Erik: Are you very tired? Christine: Oh, tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead. Erik: Your soul is a beautiful thing, child. No emperor received …
Everyone dies. I just choose the time and place for some of them! - Gaston Leroux
Everyone dies. I just choose the time and place for some of them!
In Paris, our lives are one masked ball. - Gaston Leroux
In Paris, our lives are one masked ball.
Poor, unhappy Erik! Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him? He asked only to be 'some one,' like everybody else. But he was too ugly! And he had to hi… - Gaston Leroux
Poor, unhappy Erik! Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him? He asked only to be 'some one,' like everybody else. But he was too ugly! And he had to hi…
I tore off my mask so as not to lose one of her tears... and she did not run away!...and she did not die!... She remained alive, weeping over me, wee… - Gaston Leroux
I tore off my mask so as not to lose one of her tears... and she did not run away!...and she did not die!... She remained alive, weeping over me, wee…
You are crying! You are afraid of me! And yet I am not really wicked. Love me and you shall see! All I wanted was to be loved for myself. - Gaston Leroux
You are crying! You are afraid of me! And yet I am not really wicked. Love me and you shall see! All I wanted was to be loved for myself.
Erik is not truly dead. He lives on within the souls of those who choose to listen to the music of the night. - Gaston Leroux
Erik is not truly dead. He lives on within the souls of those who choose to listen to the music of the night.
There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful. - Gaston Leroux
There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful.
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