Alexis

“This girl shivers and crawls under the covers with all her clothes on and falls into an overdue library book, a faerie story with rats and marrow and burning curses. The sentences build a fence around her, a Times Roman 10-point barricade, to keep the thorny voices in her head from getting too close.”
― Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls

“RAOUL:
Free her!
Do what you like,
only free her!
Have you no pity?

PHANTOM:
Your lover makes
a passionate plea!

CHRISTINE:
Please, Raoul, it's useless...

RAOUL:
I love her!
Does that mean nothing?
I love her!
Show some compassion...

PHANTOM:
The world showed no
compassion to me!”
― Charles Hart, The Phantom of the Opera: Sheet Music Piano/Vocal

“The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a
creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the
managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the
young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the
cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and
blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom;
that is to say, of a spectral shade.”
― Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

“If I had lady-spider legs, I would weave a sky where the stars lined up. Matresses would be tied down tight to their trucks, bodies would never crash through windshields. The moon would rise above the wine-dark sea and give babies only to maidens and musicians who had prayed long and hard. Lost girls wouldn't need compasses or maps. They would find gingerbread paths to lead them out of the forest and home again. They would never sleep in silver boxes with white velvet sheets, not until they were wrinkled-paper grandmas and ready for the trip. ”
― Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls