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. Gaston Leroux More Quotes by Gaston Leroux More Quotes From Gaston Leroux 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. Gaston Leroux opera hatred men Erik is not truly dead. He lives on within the souls of those who choose to listen to the music of the night. Gaston Leroux soul night Poor, unhappy Erik! Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him? He asked only to be 'some one,' like everybody else. But he was too ugly! And he had to hide his genius or use it to play tricks with, when, with an ordinary face, he would have been one of the most distinguished of mankind! 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. Ah, yes, we must need pity the Opera ghost. Gaston Leroux unhappy play heart There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful. Gaston Leroux hateful innocence seems I tore off my mask so as not to lose one of her tears... and she did not run away!...and she did not die!... She remained alive, weeping over me, weeping with me. We cried together! I have tasted all the happiness the world can offer. Gaston Leroux tears together running Now I want to live like everybody else. I want to have a wife like everybody else and to take her out on Sundays. I have invented a mask that makes me look like anybody. People will not even turn round in the streets. You will be the happiest of women. And we will sing, all by ourselves, till we swoon away with delight. 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. If you loved me I should be as gentle as a lamb; and you could do anything with me that you pleased. Gaston Leroux sunday wife people I give you five minutes to spare your blushes. here is the little bronze key that opens the ebony caskets on the mantle piece in the Louise-Phillipe room. In one of the caskets you will find a scorpion, in the other, a grasshopper, both very cleverly imitated in Japanese bronze: they will say yes or no for you. If you turn the scorpion round, that will mean to me, when I return that you have said yes. The grasshopper will mean no... The grasshopper, be careful of the grass hopper! A grasshopper does not only turn: it hops! It hops! And it hops jolly high! Gaston Leroux keys giving mean 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. Gaston Leroux wicked cry wanted 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 made feet love-you They played at hearts as other children might play at ball; only, as it was really their two hearts that they flung to and fro, they had to be very, very handy to catch them, each time, without hurting them. Gaston Leroux hurt heart children An author really ought to have nothing but flowers in the room where he works. Gaston Leroux ought flower rooms 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. Gaston Leroux boredom sadness joy why do you condemn a man whom you have never met, whom no one knows and about whom even you yourself know nothing? Gaston Leroux mets knows men Sometimes, the Angel [of Music] leans over the cradle... and that is how there are little prodigies who play the fiddle at six better than men of fifty, which, you must admit is very wonderful. Sometimes, the Angel comes much later, because the children are naughty and won't learn their lessons or practice their scales. And sometimes, he does not come at all, because the children have a wicked heart or a bad conscience. Gaston Leroux angel heart children 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. Gaston Leroux angel heart night No, he is not a ghost; he is a man of Heaven and earth, that is all. Gaston Leroux earth men heaven 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. Gaston Leroux tired beautiful children Everyone dies. I just choose the time and place for some of them! Gaston Leroux dies All I wanted was to be loved for myself." (Erik) Gaston Leroux wanted I am not really wicked. Love me, and you will see! Gaston Leroux wicked
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