“But I do like churches. The way it feels inside. It feels good when you just sit there, like you're in a forest and everything's really quiet, expect there's still this sound you can't hear.”
“Not a minister," he said, "but I do like churches. The way it feels inside. It feels good when you just sit there, like you're in a forest and everything's really quiet, except there's still this sound you can't hear.”
“There's just something about the way he sings. It makes me think of when it snows outside, and the fire is warm, and Podo is telling us a story while you're cooking, and there's no place I'd rather be--but for some reason I still feel... homesick.”
“And, i love that you're possessive. It makes me feel all warm and gushy inside.”
“Christine:In sleep he sang to meIn dreams he came.That voice which calls to me,And speaks my name.And do I dream again?For now I find,The phantom of the opera is here,Inside my mindPhantom:Sing once again with me ,Our strange duet.My power over you,Grows strenger yet.And though you turn from me,To glace behind.The phantom of the opera is there,Inside your mind♥ ♥ The Phantom of the Opera ♥ ♥”