Gaston Leroux Quotes

She's singing to-night to bring the chandelier down!

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.

Erik is not truly dead. He lives on within the souls of those who choose to listen to the music of the night.

Everybody knows that orthopaedic science provides beautiful false noses for those who have lost their noses naturally or as the result of an operation.

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!

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.

An author really ought to have nothing but flowers in the room where he works.

There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful.

Everyone dies. I just choose the time and place for some of them!

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.

All I wanted was to be loved for myself." (Erik)

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.

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.

In Paris, our lives are one masked ball.

But do you love me? If Erik were good-looking, would you love me, Christine?

When a woman has seen me, as you have, she belongs to me. She loves me forever.

A ghost who, on the same evening, carries off an opera-singer and steals twenty-thousand francs is a ghost who must have his hands very full!

I am not really wicked. Love me, and you will see!

why do you condemn a man whom you have never met, whom no one knows and about whom even you yourself know nothing?

No, he is not a ghost; he is a man of Heaven and earth, that is all.

He stared dully at the desolate, cold road and the pale, dead night. Nothing was colder or more dead than his heart. He had loved an angel and now he despised a woman.

Holy angel, in Heaven blessed, My spirit longs with thee to rest

Blood!...Blood!... That's a good thing! A ghost who bleeds is less dangerous!

...the girl with the tip-tilted nose, the forget-me-not eyes, the rose red cheeks and the lily-white neck and shoulders who gave the explanation in a trembling voice: “It’s the ghost!

Hullo… the wall is a looking-glass!

Are people so unhappy when they love?" "Yes, Christine, when they love and are not sure of being loved.

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.

The opera ghost really existed

Persons visited by the angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind

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

I am an honest girl, M. le Vicomte de Chagny, and I don't lock myself up in my dressing-room with men's voices.

We recognize the touch of the Opera ghost.

Erik ! Erik! I saved your life! Remember!You were sentenced to death! But for me, you would be dead now!

I say, 'Woe to them that have a nose, a real nose, and come to look round the torture-chamber! Aha, aha, aha!

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.

While there are things about which one does not boast, there are others for which to be pitied would be all too humiliating.

I'm sick and tired of having a forest and a torture chamber in my house... I want to have a nice quiet flat with ordinary doors and windows and a wife inside it, like anybody else!

when a man", continued Raoul, "adopts such romantic methods to entice a young girl's affections. ..""The man must be either a villain, or the girl a fool: is that it?

Erik, Erik! I saved your life! Remember? You were scentenced to death! But for me you would be dead by now.