Phantom Quotes

“None of us can choose where we shall love...”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“My mind has touched the farthest horizons of mortal imagination and reaches ever outward to embrace infinity. There is no knowledge beyond my comprehension, no art or skill upon this entire planet that lies beyond the mastery of my hand. And yet, like Faust, I look in vain, I learn in vain. . . . For as long as I live, no woman will ever look on me in love.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“And it's really very difficult to kill someone when all your inner instincts would oblige you to take off your hat first!”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“All beauty must have its imperfections, all happiness its share of sorrow.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“She wanted an Angel of Music . . . an angel who would make her believe in herself at last. I'd been the Angel of Doom for the khanum. There was no reason in the world why I could not be the Angel of Music for Christine. I couldn't hope to be a man to her, I couldn't ever be a real, breathing, living man waking at her side and reaching out for her . . . But I could be her angel' -Erik”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“In point of fact I was a perfectly devoted and dutiful little Catholic—until the day I learned that animals have no souls.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“Wherever this shadowed path might lead, we were both irrevocably committed to follow it to the end.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“You must expect to make enemies."
"I never expect to make anything else," he said.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“Is the mask magic?" he demanded with sudden, passionate interest.
"Yes." I bowed my head, so that our eyes no longer met. "I made it magic to keep you safe. The mask is your friend, Erik. As long as you wear it, no mirror can ever show you the face again."
He was silent then and when I showed him the new mask he accepted it without question and put it on hastily with his clumsy, bandaged fingers. But when I stood up to go, he reacted with panic and clutched at my grown.
"Don't go! Don't leave me here in the dark."
"You are not in the dark," I said patiently. "Look, I have left the candle ..."
But I knew, as I looked at him, that it would have made no difference if I had left him fifty candles. The darkness he feared was in his own mind and there was no light in the universe powerful enough to take that darkness from him.
With a sigh of resignation I sat back on the bed and began to sing softly; and before I had finished the first verse, he was asleep.
The bandages on his hands and wrists showed white and eerie in the candle-light, as I eased my skirts from his grasp.
I knew that Marie was right.
Physically and mentally, I had scarred him for life.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“A dark and towering shadow, rising like the phoenix from the ashes...malevolent...omnipotent...The Phantom of the Opera!”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“Killing is like riding, you see. One never really loses the knack.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“None of us can chose where we will love.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“I am not forsaken! I'm no longer alone in the darkness! Before my eyes I see a thousand little devils lighting black candles along the path which leads toward the edge...the blindingly beautiful edge.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“Ah, well...hell is full of burning boats, did you know that, Nadir? I daresay that's what makes it so bloody hot.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“I hope you'll never become so good at building walls that you can't see when they need to be pulled down.”
― Susan Kay, Das Phantom: Die bisher ungeschriebene Lebensgeschichte des "Phantoms der Oper"

“I followed his outstretched hand . . . followed the man who was my dark angel, my guardian, friend, and father; followed him deeper into a kingdom where there was neither dawn nor sunset, into a timeless world of endless night.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“She was English, with all the characteristics that word implies.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“My mouth dropped open in astonishment, for nothing in his grim and austere appearance had prepared me for his voice. Even in that cold, clipped comment its astonishing beauty was quite unmistakable. Only those who heard him speak and sing will ever know just what a voice could be, for it was necessary to hear the extraordinary resonance and depth of timbre to truly understand the magnitude of his power. I never expected to hear such a voice outside paradise. To encounter it here, in this drafty, ill-lit tent, held its own kind of terror, for who was he—what was he?—to be possessed of such divinity of sound? That first moment when I heard him speak I wondered whether I beheld an angel or a devil; and even now, after all these years, it is a question I still ask myself. For each time I thought I finally knew the answer, he would only confound me once again.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“Still he made no move to obey her, and the khanum stirred restlessly, made uneasy by such unprecedented defiance. "If you have no great attachment to your head," she continued slowly, "perhaps you would prefer to share the fate of a Chinese eunuch and carry your genitalia around with you in a small jar of brine."

He made a graceful shrug of mocking indifference. "Are you so sure a small jar would contain me, madame?”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“There is no legend without artistic license, no tale that will not benefit from the fertile imagination of the storyteller. And what imagination those girls had! Better than mine at times; sometimes I took notes for future reference! So the game was already well established when I began to see how it might gain me rather more than a good laugh. The Opera Ghost was growing weary of his role as an un-paid amusement. Perhaps it was time he applied to the management for a salary.

The more I thought about it, the better I liked the idea. The corps de ballet were already calling me "the Phantom of the Opera," an intriguing soubriquet which appealed to me very strongly, until I realized that it would mean signing my ransom notes P. T. O. One did not wish to descend to the ridiculous!

O.G. I became and O.G. I have remained. But I still liked to think of myself as the Phantom…”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“Hell is not a place, it's a state of mind and body; hell is obsession with a voice, a face, a name…”
― Susan Kay, Phantom

“My voice was my one beauty, my only power, my only hope; my voice would open a magic pathway into her life. I could not steal her body—but I could steal her voice and weld it irretrievably with mine; I could take it and mold it and make it mine forever, one little part of her that no other man should ever possess. All I had to do was break the silence that stood like a wall between us.”
― Susan Kay, Phantom