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!
Erik, Erik! I saved your life! Remember? You were scentenced to death! But for me you would be dead by now.
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?
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
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!
An author really ought to have nothing but flowers in the room where he works.
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.
While there are things about which one does not boast, there are others for which to be pitied would be all too humiliating.
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.
I say, `Woe to them that have a nose, a real nose,and come to look round the torture-chamber! Aha, aha, aha!
There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful.