Quotes by : 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....

He fills me with horror and I do not hate him. How can I hate him, Raoul? Think of Erik at my feet, in....

There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful.

Then I made her understand that, where she was concerned, I was only a poor dog, ready to die for her.....

They both had the same calm and dreamy little cast of mind. They delighted in stories, in old Breton....

Look!You want to see? See! Feast your eyes, glut your soul on my cursed ugliness! Look at Erik's face!....

He stared dully at the desolate, cold road and the pale, dead night. Nothing was colder or more dead....

While there are things about which one does not boast, there are others for which to be pitied would....

Know that it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!...Look, I am not....

I say, `Woe to them that have a nose, a real nose,and come to look round the torture-chamber! Aha, aha,....