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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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 — Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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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!

— Gaston Leroux, The Phantom of the Opera
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