Phantom Of The Opera Quotes

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

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!

~ Gaston Leroux

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication. Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation. Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music of the night.

~ Charles Hart

The Phantom is not famous for forgiveness.

~ A.g. Howard

The passion I feel for you is more than you’re prepared for. - Eric

~ Kailin Gow

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

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

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!

~ Gaston Leroux

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

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

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

~ E.a. Bucchianeri

Guard your throats and hide your eyes. He’s not dead, you fools. Legends never die.

~ A.g. Howard

How do you hate someone who pulled you from the brink of death, not once, but twice?

~ A.g. Howard

He raised his wine for a toast. “To the Exquisite Nightmare.

~ A.g. Howard

I need to know why I’m so broken, so I can fix myself. One way or another. Maybe this place can help me do that, and then I can finally look forward to my future. Because I’m starting to realize there’s something worse than stepping up and facing your fears – and that’s living as if you’re already dead.

~ A.g. Howard

Look!You want to see? See! Feast your eyes, glut your soul on my cursed ugliness! Look at Erik's face! Now you know the face of the voice! You were not content to hear me, eh? You wanted to know what I looked like? Oh, you women are so inquisitive! Well, are you satisfied? I'm a good-looking fellow, eh?...When a woman has seen me, as you have, she belongs to me.She loves me forever! I am a kind of Don Juan, you know!...Look at me! I am Don Juan Triumphant! -Erik in The Phantom of the Opera

~ Gaston Leroux

He’d walked as a ghost in the gloomy bowels of this opera house for so long, darkness had become his brother, which was fitting, since his father was the night, and sunlight their forgotten friend.

~ A.g. Howard

He appears close to my age. The left half of his face stands out beneath the hood: one side of plump lips, one squared angle of a chin. Two coppery-colored eyes look back at me – bright and metallic. The sight makes me do a double take. As far as he is from the car, I shouldn’t be able to make out the color, yet they glimmer in the shadow of his cape, like pennies catching a flashlight’s glare in a deep well.

~ A.g. Howard