… My mother, daroga, my poor, unhappy mother would never… let me kiss her… She used to run away… and throw me my mask!… Nor any other woman… ever, ever!… Ah, you can understand, my happiness was so great, I cried. And fell at her feet, crying… and I kissed her feet… her little feet… crying. You’re crying, too, daroga… and she cried also… the angel cried!…

… My mother, daroga, my poor, unhappy mother would never… let me kiss her… She used to run away… and throw me my mask!… Nor any other woman… ever, ever!… Ah, you can understand, my happiness was so great, I cried. And fell at her feet, crying… and I kissed her feet… her little feet… crying. You’re crying, too, daroga… and she cried also… the angel cried!…

– Gaston Leroux –

The Phantom of the Opera

© License assigned to YouCanQuoteME. License CC BY-NC 4.0

📲 Copy this QR code to share the phrase wherever you want