Charday

“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

“... My mother, daroga, my poor, unhappy mother would never... let me kiss her... She used to run away... and throw me my mask!... Nor any other woman... ever, ever!... Ah, you can understand, my happiness was so great, I cried. And fell at her feet, crying... and I kissed her feet... her little feet... crying. You're crying, too, daroga... and she cried also... the angel cried!...”
― Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

“But do you love me? If Erik were good-looking, would you love me, Christine?”
― Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

“When a woman has seen me, as you have, she belongs to me. She loves me forever.”
― Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera