I am not really wicked. Love me, and you will see!

Erik is not truly dead. He lives on within the souls of those who choose to listen to the music of the night.

A ghost who, on the same evening, carries off an opera-singer and steals twenty-thousand francs is a ghost who must have his hands very full!

Are people so unhappy when they love?" "Yes, Christine, when they love and are not sure of being loved.

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.

But do you love me? If Erik were good-looking, would you love me, Christine?

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!