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

The opera ghost really existed

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!

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

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

And, despite the care which she took to look behind her at every moment, she failed to see a shadow which followed her like her own shadow, which stopped when she stopped, which started again when she did and which made no more noise than a well-conducted shadow should.