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
Mots clés love curiosity ugly handsome phantom-of-the-opera
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 LerouxMots clés love crying mask face corpse phantom-of-the-opera gaston-leroux
All I wanted was to be loved for myself." (Erik)
Gaston LerouxMots clés literature
And, despite the care which she took to look behind her at every moment, she failed to see a shadow which followed her like her own shadow, which stopped when she stopped, which started again when she did and which made no more noise than a well-conducted shadow should.
Gaston LerouxBlood!...Blood!... That's a good thing! A ghost who bleeds is less dangerous!
Gaston LerouxYou 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 LerouxMots clés love death phantom-of-the-opera gaston-leroux
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 LerouxMots clés opera phantom game hearts
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 LerouxMots clés phantom-of-the-opera christine-daae erik le-fantôme-de-l-opéra
Erik, Erik! I saved your life! Remember? You were scentenced to death! But for me you would be dead by now.
Gaston LerouxMots clés death le-fantôme-de-l-opéra the-phantom-of-the-opera
The Opera ghost really existed. He was not, as was long believed, a
creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the
managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the
young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the
cloak-room attendants or the concierge. Yes, he existed in flesh and
blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom;
that is to say, of a spectral shade.
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