Opera Ghost Quotes

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E.A. Bucchianeri
“If on thoughts of death we are fed,
Thus, a coffin, became my bed.”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“A mask you ask? Optional I find!
Masks lend appeal of a mysterious kind.”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

Gaston Leroux
“No, of course not.... 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. The kind that gives you a thrill, when you think of it.... Picture it: a man who lives in a palace underground!" - Raoul”
Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera

Sadie Montgomery
“Meg reached out to Erik before he could turn away. "Are you...?" He didn't let her finish. Instead he reached inside the carriage and placed his hand tenderly behind her neck drawing her to his face. He placed hi lips softly, yet passionately on her. Hardly had he withdrawn from hers then he whispered, "Forgive me, Meg. Forgive me for wanting...?" "Ssshhh. You're here. I'm here." She raised her handkerchief and wiped the lone tear that had escaped his mask.”
Sadie Montgomery, The Phoenix of the Opera

E.A. Bucchianeri
“Stay away from the underground lake I implore,
The Siren will see you are heard of no more.”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“True beauty lies not upon gilded veneers,
But found in the soul within.”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“He offered his love ... she could not bother,
She gives her love to the other! The other!”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

Sadie Montgomery
“He's mine. I love him, and you can't have him, Christine. You can't have them both.”
Sadie Montgomery, The Phoenix of the Opera

E.A. Bucchianeri
“I beg you, help me, in angelic charity,
Pray my efforts will reflect your mastery!”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“Has father from Heaven
Sent the Angel to me?”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“The Scorpion?
The Grasshopper?
Which way will she go?”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“Yet, beauty cannot be forgotten,
Eternal Wisdom can never die ...”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“Have they known scorn like you
Five cellars down?”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

Sadie Montgomery
“Meg and I dreamed ... a foolish dream that we might flee to Italy, buy a small villa in the country. I would be an eccentric recluse, and she wouldnpreform on the stage. We might yet have made a life...”
Sadie Montgomery, The Phoenix of the Opera

E.A. Bucchianeri
“Pity that child who was born near Rouen,
His only crime, to arrive deformed.”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“Now Leroux, what think you
Of this twist to the story?”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“If Erik existed and lived life in despair,
We wish him to know we are here and we care.”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“Sublime wonders lie in store,
I am shown a regal residence;
a mighty kingdom, an empire
with more grandeur than before ...”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“Music helps to forget
This forsaken tomb,
That is my abode
Cellars down
Far below
Under the ground, ...”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“No more can this Angel teach her,
Yet, this guiding wing shall not forsake ...”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan

E.A. Bucchianeri
“Monsieur, you must be mad!
Box Five can never be had
For money, love or the world ...”
E.A. Bucchianeri, Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan