“She seriously looked like a fucking angel. And I wanted to be her devil.”
“She wanted an Angel of Music . . . an angel who would make her believe in herself at last. I'd been the Angel of Doom for the khanum. There was no reason in the world why I could not be the Angel of Music for Christine. I couldn't hope to be a man to her, I couldn't ever be a real, breathing, living man waking at her side and reaching out for her . . . But I could be her angel' -Erik”
“I was even a little glad that if it wasn’t going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.”
“I wasn't a complete bastard. If she liked to think she saw good in me, if she wanted to take credit for it, I'd let her. She deserved that much.”
“Anyone who deprived her of something she wanted deserved what he got.”