We recognize the touch of the Opera ghost.

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.

why do you condemn a man whom you have never met, whom no one knows and about whom even you yourself know nothing?

Tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead." - Christine, from Gaston Leroux's: The Phantom of the Opera.

Erik: Are you very tired? Christine: Oh, tonight I gave you my soul, and I am dead. Erik: Your soul is a beautiful thing, child. No emperor received so fair a gift. The angels wept to-night.

He stared dully at the desolate, cold road and the pale, dead night. Nothing was colder or more dead than his heart. He had loved an angel and now he despised a woman.

Holy angel, in Heaven blessed, My spirit longs with thee to rest