Erik The Phantom Quotes & Sayings

He offered his love ... she could not bother,
She gives her love to the other! The other! — E.A. Bucchianeri

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

Have they known scorn like you
Five cellars down? — E.A. Bucchianeri

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

Pearls are for tears, Erik. Didn't you know? — Sadie Montgomery

He's mine. I love him, and you can't have him, Christine. You can't have them both. — Sadie Montgomery

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

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 Leroux

Erik, Erik! I saved your life! Remember? You were scentenced to death! But for me you would be dead by now. — Gaston Leroux

Where are you going?" "You should go down and have supper. I'll take my lodging somewhere else." "But you can't leave me alone here. You're my husband." "They've no room for me!" "Then we both go!" She walked past Erik to open door and gently pressed it shut with her palms. He didn't resist. She recognized his anger, she could see it in his scowl. Even though the mask covered his face, she knew the contours of his flesh and knew his brows were knit and heavy above his eyes. She knew because he wouldn't look at her lest his anger spill out and slam against her like the back of his hand. How fragile his control! A battle rage inside him to pacify this darkness, to keep it from swallowing them both alive. — Sadie Montgomery

I want you to take off the mask, Erik, do you hear me? I want you to take it off right now.
-Luciana — Susan Kay

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

A mask you ask? Optional I find!
Masks lend appeal of a mysterious kind. — E.A. Bucchianeri

I'm a new man, Giovanni. If you want to imitate me, you'll have to abandon the mask and get a face like this one." Erik smiled mirthlessly at his young nemesis, his teeth shining madly in the dim light of piazza. "You can't have her! She loves me. The mask won't do. You could never giver what she wants, because she wants me!" Giovanni tried to follow Meg and Roul, but each time he shifted Erik was there. — Sadie Montgomery

If on thoughts of death we are fed,
Thus, a coffin, became my bed. — E.A. Bucchianeri

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

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! — Gaston Leroux

Pity that child who was born near Rouen,
His only crime, to arrive deformed. — E.A. Bucchianeri

True beauty lies not upon gilded veneers,
But found in the soul within. — E.A. Bucchianeri

The Scorpion?
The Grasshopper?
Which way will she go? — E.A. Bucchianeri

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 — Gaston Leroux

If Erik existed and lived life in despair,
We wish him to know we are here and we care. — E.A. Bucchianeri

No more can this Angel teach her,
Yet, this guiding wing shall not forsake ... — E.A. Bucchianeri

Let her destroy me if she will. Better to be destroyed by her love than to never have known it. Erik

Book 2~Chanson de l'Ange: The Angel's Song — Paisley Swan Stewart

I had reached up and pulled the castle of dreams down around him. — Susan Kay

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

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