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  • #1
    Gaston Leroux
    “If I am the phantom, it is because man's hatred has made me so. If I am to be saved it is because your love redeems me.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #2
    Gaston Leroux
    “All I wanted was to be loved for myself." (Erik)”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #3
    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.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #4
    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, weeping with me. We cried together! I have tasted all the happiness the world can offer.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #5
    Gaston Leroux
    “He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #6
    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 hide his genius or use it to play tricks with, when, with an ordinary face, he would have been one of the most distinguished of mankind! He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar. Ah, yes, we must need pity the Opera ghost...”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #7
    Gaston Leroux
    “Know that it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!...Look, I am not laughing now, crying, crying for you, Christine, who have torn off my mask and who therefore can never leave me again!...Oh, mad Christine, who wanted to see me!”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #8
    Gaston Leroux
    “Are people so unhappy when they love?"
    "Yes, Christine, when they love and are not sure of being loved.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #9
    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.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #10
    Gaston Leroux
    “Tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead." - Christine, from Gaston Leroux's: The Phantom of the Opera.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #11
    Gaston Leroux
    “They played at hearts as other children might play at ball; only, as it was really their two hearts that they flung to and fro, they had to be very, very handy to catch them, each time, without hurting them.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #12
    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 so fair a gift. The angels wept to-night.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #13
    Gaston Leroux
    “None will ever be a true Parisian who has not learned to wear a mask of gaiety over his sorrows and one of sadness, boredom, or indifference over his inward joy.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #14
    Gaston Leroux
    “Now I want to live like everybody else. I want to have a wife like everybody else and to take her out on Sundays. I have invented a mask that makes me look like anybody. People will not even turn round in the streets. You will be the happiest of women. And we will sing, all by ourselves, till we swoon away with delight. 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. If you loved me I should be as gentle as a lamb; and you could do anything with me that you pleased.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #15
    Gaston Leroux
    “Our lives are one masked ball.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #16
    Gaston Leroux
    “Blood!...Blood!... That's a good thing! A ghost who bleeds is less dangerous!”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #17
    Gaston Leroux
    “I am going to die of love....daroga....I am dying of love .... That's how it is... I loved her so! And I love her still...daroga.....and I am dying of love for her, I tell you! if you knew how beautiful she was when she let me kiss her...It was the first ...time, daroga, the first time I ever kissed a woman.. Yes, alive... I kissed her alive.... And she looked as beautiful as if she had been dead!”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #18
    Gaston Leroux
    “Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing. Her hair was as golden as the sun's rays, and her soul as clear and blue as her eyes. She wheedled her mother, was kind to her doll, took great care of her frock and her red shoes and her fiddle, but loved most of all, when she went to sleep, to hear the Angel of Music.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #19
    Gaston Leroux
    “She's singing to-night to bring the chandelier down!”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #20
    Gaston Leroux
    “Sometimes, the Angel [of Music] leans over the cradle... and that is how there are little prodigies who play the fiddle at six better than men of fifty, which, you must admit is very wonderful. Sometimes, the Angel comes much later, because the children are naughty and won't learn their lessons or practice their scales. And sometimes, he does not come at all, because the children have a wicked heart or a bad conscience.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #21
    Gaston Leroux
    “He fills me with horror and I do not hate him. How can I hate him, Raoul? Think of Erik at my feet, in the house on the lake, underground. He accuses himself, he curses himself, he implores my forgiveness!...He confesses his cheat. He loves me! He lays at my feet an immense and tragic love. ... He has carried me off for love!...He has imprisoned me with him, underground, for love!...But he respects me: he crawls, he moans, he weeps!...And, when I stood up, Raoul, and told him that I could only despise him if he did not, then and there, give me my liberty...he offered it...he offered to show me the mysterious road...Only...only he rose too...and I was made to remember that, though he was not an angel, nor a ghost, nor a genius, he remained the voice...for he sang. And I listened ... and stayed!...That night, we did not exchange another word. He sang me to sleep.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera



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