Top 88 Gaston Leroux Quotes
#1. Tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead. - Christine, from Gaston Leroux's: The Phantom of the Opera.
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#2. 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.
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#3. Of a gentleman in dress-clothes, who had suddenly stood before them in the passage, without their knowing where he came from. He seemed to have come straight through
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#4. [He] prepared to forget his distress by flinging himself ... into 'the vortex of pleasure.
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#6. Everyone dies. I just choose the time and place for some of them!
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#8. Madame, you will have the goodness to tell me where that genius lives." The old lady did not seem surprised at this indiscreet command. She raised her eyes and said: "In Heaven!" Such simplicity baffled him.
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#9. I say, 'Woe to them that have a nose, a real nose,
and come to look round the torture-chamber! Aha, aha, aha!
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#10. Erik, Erik! I saved your life! Remember? You were scentenced to death! But for me you would be dead by now.
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#11. An author really ought to have nothing but flowers in the room where he works.
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#12. Possibly, I too shall take the train at that station one day, and go and seek around thy lakes, O Norway, O silent Scandinavia ... Possibly, someday, I shall hear the lonely echoes of the North repeat the singing of her who knew the Angel of Music ...
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#13. 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!
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#14. The truth is that no one ever knew how Joseph Buquet met his death. The verdict at the inquest was "natural suicide." In
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#15. The fresh complexion of former days was gone. A mortal pallor covered those features, which he had known so charming and so gentle, and sorrow had furrowed them into pitiless lines and traced dark and unspeakably sad shadows under her eyes.
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#17. He loved her so much that it almost took his breath away.
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#18. 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.
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#19. She's singing to-night to bring the chandelier down!
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#20. 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?
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#21. Persons visited by the angel quiver with a thrill unknown to the rest of mankind
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#22. There is some music that is so terrible that it consumes all those who approach it.
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#23. Everything that concerns you interests me greatly, as you will perhaps one day come to appreciate.
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#24. Blood! ... Blood! ... That's a good thing! A ghost who bleeds is less dangerous!
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#25. Richard at once declared that we must be content with that and drop the subject. I agreed with Richard. All's well that ends well. What say you, O.G?
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#26. 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.
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#27. 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.
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#28. Who was big and strong, like you, M. Richard, gave two blows to M. Isidore Saack, who was small and weak like M. Moncharmin,
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#29. When a woman has seen me, as you have, she belongs to me. She loves me forever.
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#30. I sing only for you! Tonight I gave you my soul, and I'm dead!
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#32. Raoul," she said, "forget THE MAN'S VOICE and do not even remember its name ... You must never try to fathom the mystery of THE MAN'S VOICE.
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#33. All I wanted was to be loved for myself." (Erik)
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#34. Love me and you'll see! To be good, all I ever needed was to be loved. If you loved me, I'd be gentle as a lamb and you could do whatever you pleased with me.
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#35. The envelope was covered with mud and unstamped. It bore the words "To be handed to M. le Vicomte Raoul de Chagny," with the address in pencil. It must have been flung out in the hope that a passer-by would pick up the note and deliver it, which was what happened.
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#36. If I don't save her from the hands of that humbug," he said, aloud, as he went to bed, "she is lost. But I shall save her."
He put out his lamp and felt a need to insult Erik in the dark. Thrice over, he shouted:
"Humbug! ... Humbug! ... Humbug!
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#37. 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.
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#38. I am an honest girl, M. le Vicomte de Chagny, and I don't lock myself up in my dressing-room with men's voices.
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#39. What tragedies, what passions, what crimes had surrounded the idyll of Raoul and his sweet and charming Christine! ... What had become of that wonderful, mysterious artist of whom the world was never, never to hear again? ...
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#40. Tonight she's still wearing the gold ring, and you're not the one who gave it to her. Tonight she gave her soul again, but not to you.
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#41. Why do you condemn a man who you have never seen, whom no one knows about and whom you yourself know nothing?
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#42. 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!
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#43. 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.
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#44. But do you love me? If Erik were good-looking, would you love me, Christine?
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#45. Everybody knows that orthopedic science provides beautiful false noses for people who have lost their noses naturally or as a result of an operation.
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#46. May one ask at least to what darkness you are returning? ... For what hell are you leaving, mysterious lady ... or for what paradise?
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#47. Christine, we will go from here together or die together. ~ Raoul
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#49. Poor, unhappy Erik! Should we pity him? Should we curse him? He asked only to be someone like everyone else. But he was too ugly. . . Why did God make a man as ugly as that?
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#50. 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!
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#51. 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.
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#52. I am not really wicked. Love me, and you will see!
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#53. Nobody could see the ghost in his box, but everybody could hear him.
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#54. I give you back your liberty, Christine, on condition that this ring is always on your finger. As long as you keep it, you will be protected against all danger and Erik will remain your friend. But woe to you if you ever part with it, for Erik will have his revenge!
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#55. Oh, my betrothed of a day, if I did not love you, I would not give
you my lips! Take them, for the first time and the last.
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#56. Erik is not truly dead. He lives on within the souls of those who choose to listen to the music of the night.
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#57. The shadow had followed behind them, clinging to their steps; and the two children little suspected its presence when they at last sat down, trustingly, under the mighty protection of Apollo, who, with a great bronze gesture, lifted his huge lyre to the heart of a crimson sky.
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#58. You want the secret off my succes; my recipe? I have always brought the same care to making an adventure novel, a serialized novel, that others would bring to the making of a poem. My ambition was to raise the level of this much maligned genre.
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#59. But you would have lots of fun with me. For instance, I am the the greatest ventriloquist that ever lived, I am the first ventriloquist in the world!
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#60. One after the other, there came a series of incidents so curious and so inexplicable that the very shrewdest people began to feel uneasy.
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#61. No, he is not a ghost; he is a man of Heaven and earth, that is all.
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#62. He looked up in despair at the starry sky, he struck his burning chest with his fist; he loved and he was not loved!
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#63. M. Richard bowed ... to nobody; bent his back ... before nobody; and walked backward ... before nobody ... And, a few steps behind him, M. Moncharmin did the same thing
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#64. Are people so unhappy when they love?"
"Yes, Christine, when they love and are not sure of being loved.
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#65. The voice without a body went on singing, and certainly Raoul had never in his life heard anything more absolutely and heroically sweet, more gloriously insidious, more powerful.
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#66. No, no, you have driven me mad! When I think
that I had only one object in life: to give my name to an opera wench!
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#67. As long as you thought me handsome, you could have come back, I know you would have come back.
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#68. There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful.
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#69. 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
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#70. 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!...
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#71. 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.
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#72. The man, still kneeling, must have understood the cause of my tears, for he said, 'It is true, Christine! ... I am not an Angel, nor a genius, nor a ghost ... I am Erik!
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#74. I am the little boy who went into the sea to rescue your scarf
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#75. The girl with the tip-tilted nose, the forget-me-not eyes, the rose red cheeks
and the lily-white neck and shoulders who gave the explanation in a
trembling voice: It's the ghost!
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#76. 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.
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#77. For several months, there had been nothing discussed at the Opera but this ghost in dress-clothes who stalked about the building, from top to bottom,
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#78. None will ever be true Parisian who has not learned to wear a mask of gaiety over his sorrows ...
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#79. Mysterious though the ghost may at first appear, he will always be more easily explained than the dismal story in which malevolent people have tried to picture two brothers killing each other who had worshiped each other all their lives. Believe me, etc.
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#80. Holy angel, in Heaven blessed,
My spirit longs with thee to rest
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#81. Does he love you so much?" "He would commit murder for me.
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#83. Surely, if his heart continued to make such a noise, they would hear it inside, they would open the door and the young man would be turned away in disgrace.
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#84. 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.
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#85. So Mauclair takes snuff, does he?" he asked carelessly. "'Yes, Mr. Commissary....Look, there is his snuff-box on that little shelf....Oh! he's a great snuff-taker!" "So am I," said Mifroid and put the snuff-box in his pocket.
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#86. While there are things about which one does not boast, there are others for which to be pitied would be all too humiliating.
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#87. A ghost who, on the same evening, carries off an opera-singer and steals twenty-thousand francs is a ghost who must have his hands very full!
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#88. Why do you condemn a man whom you have never met, whom no one knows and about whom even you yourself know nothing?
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