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  • #1
    Mahatma Gandhi
    “Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”
    Mahatma Gandhi

  • #2
    J.K. Rowling
    “If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

  • #3
    J.K. Rowling
    “It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

  • #4
    J.K. Rowling
    “Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.”
    JK Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #5
    Gaston Leroux
    “All I wanted was to be loved for myself." (Erik)”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #6
    Gaston Leroux
    “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, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #7
    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, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #8
    Gaston Leroux
    “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, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #9
    Gaston Leroux
    “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, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #10
    Gaston Leroux
    “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, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #11
    Gaston Leroux
    “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.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #12
    Gaston Leroux
    “Tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead." - Christine, from Gaston Leroux's: The Phantom of the Opera.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #13
    Gaston Leroux
    “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, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #14
    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, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #15
    Gaston Leroux
    “Are people so unhappy when they love?"
    "Yes, Christine, when they love and are not sure of being loved.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #16
    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 Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #17
    Gaston Leroux
    “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, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #18
    Gaston Leroux
    “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, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #19
    Gaston Leroux
    “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

  • #20
    Gaston Leroux
    “Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing. Her hair was as golden as the sun's rays, and her soul as clear and blue as her eyes. She wheedled her mother, was kind to her doll, took great care of her frock and her red shoes and her fiddle, but loved most of all, when she went to sleep, to hear the Angel of Music.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #21
    Gaston Leroux
    “She's singing to-night to bring the chandelier down!”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #22
    Gaston Leroux
    “I am going to die of love....daroga....I am dying of love .... That's how it is... I loved her so! And I love her still...daroga.....and I am dying of love for her, I tell you! if you knew how beautiful she was when she let me kiss her...It was the first ...time, daroga, the first time I ever kissed a woman.. Yes, alive... I kissed her alive.... And she looked as beautiful as if she had been dead!”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

  • #23
    Gaston Leroux
    “He fills me with horror and I do not hate him. How can I hate him, Raoul? Think of Erik at my feet, in the house on the lake, underground. 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!...But he respects me: he crawls, he moans, he weeps!...And, when I stood up, Raoul, and told him that I could only despise him if he did not, then and there, give me my liberty...he offered it...he offered to show me the mysterious road...Only...only he rose too...and I was made to remember that, though he was not an angel, nor a ghost, nor a genius, he remained the voice...for he sang. And I listened ... and stayed!...That night, we did not exchange another word. He sang me to sleep.”
    Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera



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