Phantom Quotes

None of us can choose where we shall love...

~ Susan Kay

There comes a stage at which a man would rather die cleanly by a bullet than by the unknown terror of the phantom in the forest.

~ Tahir Shah

The day arrived,when myriad teary rivers flow and the muted wind faintly died in his tears—an altar for the beloved one's departure,for sister-hood is no more,for her to adore!while pangs the beating world in a lamenting voice;their remembering loss of the 'one' they embrace most and when the crepuscule came like a phantom,the mournful,gathered birds swiftly flew in gloom.

~ Nithin Purple

Then I made her understand that, where she was concerned, I was only a poor dog, ready to die for her. But that she could marry the young man she pleased because she had cried with me, and mingled her tears with mine. ~ Erik

~ Gaston Leroux

When the river of emotions bursts its banks and expectations go over the edges of reality, the brain creates hallucinations. Ringxiety-stricken people feel illusive vibrating alerts and hear phantom phone rings, since absence of ringing generates scaring emptiness and destroys their self-esteem. (Kein Schwein ruft mich an )

~ Erik Pevernagie

And that's why people no longer care which words they use as long as they use lots of them.

~ Norton Juster

I beg you, help me, in angelic charity,Pray my efforts will reflect your mastery!

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

I am not forsaken! I'm no longer alone in the darkness! Before my eyes I see a thousand little devils lighting black candles along the path which leads toward the edge...the blindingly beautiful edge.

~ Susan Kay

runaway my phantom bride and take your bouquet of poisonous flowers float away specter and take the rest of my desire

~ A.p. Sweet

A mask you ask? Optional I find!Masks lend appeal of a mysterious kind.

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

If on thoughts of death we are fed,Thus, a coffin, became my bed.

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

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

Stay away from the underground lake I implore,The Siren will see you are heard of no more.

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

True beauty lies not upon gilded veneers,But found in the soul within.

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

He offered his love ... she could not bother,She gives her love to the other! The other!

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

Yet, beauty cannot be forgotten,Eternal Wisdom can never die ...

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

The Scorpion?The Grasshopper?Which way will she go?

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

If Erik existed and lived life in despair,We wish him to know we are here and we care.

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

Has father from HeavenSent the Angel to me?

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

Have they known scorn like youFive cellars down?

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

No more can this Angel teach her,Yet, this guiding wing shall not forsake ...

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

Now Leroux, what think youOf this twist to the story?

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

Pity that child who was born near Rouen,His only crime, to arrive deformed.

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

Music helps to forgetThis forsaken tomb,That is my abodeCellars downFar belowUnder the ground, ...

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

Monsieur, you must be mad!Box Five can never be hadFor money, love or the world ...

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

Phantoms of thought and memory thinned and fled.

~ Siegfried Sassoon

Sublime wonders lie in store,I am shown a regal residence;a mighty kingdom, an empirewith more grandeur than before ...

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

A shadow is hard to seize by the throat and dash to the ground.

~ Victor Hugo

Weariness, which seeketh to get to the ultimate with one leap, with a death-leap; a poor ignorant weariness, unwilling even to will any longer: that created all Gods and backworlds.

~ Friedrich Nietzsche

... 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

Ah, well...hell is full of burning boats, did you know that, Nadir? I daresay that's what makes it so bloody hot.

~ Susan Kay