Quotes About Mary Shelley

His countenance instantly assumed an aspect of the deepest gloom, and he replied, To seek one who fled from me.

Why does man boast of sensibilities superior to those apparent in the brute; it only renders them more necessary beings.

I felt the greatest eagerness to hear the promised narrative, partly from curiosity and partly from a strong desire to ameliorate his fate if it were in my power. I expressed these feelings in my answer.

Oh cursed creator, why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turn from me in disgust?

You have destroyed the work which you began; what is it that you intend? Do you dare to break your promise? I have endured toil and misery; I

I may receive your letters (though the chance is very doubtful) on some occasions when I need them most to support my spirits. I love you very tenderly. Remember me with affection, should you never hear from me again.

Do you share my madness?

CREATED by an eighteen-year-old girl during the freakishly cold, rainy summer of 1816 while on holiday in Switzerland with her married lover, Percy Bysshe Shelley, and two other writers, the poet Lord Byron and John Polidori, Mary Shelley's Frankenstein would become the foundational work for two important new genres of literature—horror and science fiction.

I intreat you: leave me to peace and solitude for a short time, and when I return, I hope it will be with a lighter heart, more congenial to your own temper.

will revenge my injuries; if I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear, and chiefly towards you my arch-enemy, because my creator, do I swear

And I call on you, spirits of the dead, and on you, wandering ministers of vengeance, to aid and conduct me in my work. Let

then reflected, and the thought made me shiver, that the creature whom I had left in my apartment might still be there, alive, and walking about.

when I would account to myself for the birth of that passion, which afterwards ruled my destiny, I find it arise, like a mountain river, from ignoble and almost forgotten sources; but swelling as it proceeded, it became the torrent which, in its course, has swept away all my hopes and joys.

I read my books with diligence, and mounting skill, and gathering certainty. I read the way a person might swim, to save his or her life. I wrote that way too.

I beheld the wretch-the miserable monster whom I had created.

Natural philosophy is the genius that has regulated my fate.

Nothing contributes so much to tranquillize the mind as a steady purpose- a point on which the soul can focus its intellectual eye

The agonies of remorse poison the luxury there is otherwise sometimes found in indulging the excess of grief.

My daily vows rose for revenge—a deep and deadly revenge, such as would alone compensate for the outrages and anguish I had endured.

Frankenstein! you belong then to my enemy—to him towards whom I have sworn eternal revenge; you shall be my first victim.

exclaimed, 'I, too, can create desolation; my enemy is not impregnable; this death will carry despair to him, and a thousand other miseries shall torment and destroy him.

my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquillize the mind as a steady purpose—a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.

religion and wealth rather than the crime alleged against him had been the cause of his condemnation.

determined to visit some remote spot of Scotland, and finish my work in solitude. I did not doubt but that the monster followed me