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.

Erik ! Erik! I saved your life! Remember!You were sentenced to death! But for me, you would be dead now!

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

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.

None will ever be a true Parisian who has not learned to wear a mask of gaiety over his sorrows and one of sadness, boredom, or indifference over his inward joy.

He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.

You must know that I am made of death, from head to foot, and it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!