Then I made her understand that, where she was concerned, I was only a poor dog, ready to die for her. But that she could marry the young man she pleased because she had cried with me, and mingled her tears with mine. ~ Erik - Gaston Leroux
Erik, Erik! I saved your life! Remember? You were scentenced to death! But for me you would be dead by now. - Gaston Leroux
An author really ought to have nothing but flowers in the room where he works. - Gaston Leroux