"I Had Slipped Into My Own Apartment And I Was Seized The Scissors, Which Could Put An End To My Dreadful

The Exterior Artwork on The Opera House

The Dance by Carpeaux —&— Lyrical Drama by Perraud

Wh—….

….

ERIK?

It would be a lie to say I understood particularly much of the plot, but this figure from the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games in Paris 2024 was apparently the Phantom of the Opera.

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time

         I have been half in love with easeful Death,

Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme,

         To take into the air my quiet breath;

                Now more than ever seems it rich to die,

         To cease upon the midnight with no pain,

                While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad

                        In such an ecstasy!

         Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—

                   To thy high requiem become a sod.

-Ode to a Nightingale, John Keats

Redemption.

the real true purpose of having a brain is to think about fictional characters

Favorite.

-The Monk by the Sea-

Perfection🖤

A great loss to American Literature. Now he joins the greats.

R.I.P. Cormac McCarthy

““Why, you love him! Your fear, your terror, all of that is just love and love of the most exquisite kind, the kind which people do not admit even to themselves.””

— Raoul to Christine, the Phantom of the Opera

Outside the Opera, Paris - Jean-Georges Béraud - 1879