Quotes About Creation

His limbs were in proportion, and I had selected his features as beautiful. Beautiful!--Great God! His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of pearly whiteness; but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same colour as the dun-white sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips.

Listen to me, Frankenstein. You accuse me of murder, and yet you would, with a satisfied conscience, destroy your own creature.

It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the accomplishment of my toils.

new species would bless me as its creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe their being to me. No father could claim the gratitude of his child so completely as I should deserve their's.

I had gazed on him while unfinished; he was ugly then; but when those muscles and joints were rendered capable of motion, it became a thing such as even Dante could not have conceived. I

Oh, Frankenstein, non essere equo con gli altri unicamente per calpestare me a cui maggiormente devi non solo giustizia, ma an- che clemenza e affetto. Sono tua creatura, ricordalo: avrei dovuto essere il tuo Adamo, e sono invece l'angelo caduto che tu hai allon tanato dalla gioia senza colpa alcuna da parte sua. Dappertutto ve- do benedizioni dalle quali io solo sono irrevocabilmente escluso. Ero buono: la miseria ha fatto di me un demone. Rendimi felice, e io sarò di nuovo virtuoso.

Every thing must have a beginning, to speak in Sanchean phrase; and that beginning must be linked to something that went before. The Hindoos give the world an elephant to support it, but they make the elephant stand upon a tortoise. Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consist in creating out of void, but out of chaos; the materials must, in the first place, be afforded: it can give form to dark, shapeless substances, but cannot bring into being the substance itself.

Believe me, Frankenstein, I was benevolent; my soul glowed with love and humanity; but am I not alone, miserably alone? You, my creator, abhor me; what hope can I gather from your fellow creatures, who owe me nothing?

Inventar, deve-se admitir humildemente, não consiste em criar algo do nada, mas sim do caos.

He was a being formed in the very poetry of nature

Whence, I often asked myself, did the principle of life proceed?

Life and death appeared to me ideal bounds, which I should first break through, and pour a torrent of light into our dark world. A new species would bless me as its creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe their being to me. No father could claim the gratitude of his child so completely as I should deserve theirs.

Ma la mia non sarà l'abietta sottomissione dello schiavo. Mi vendicherò delle offese subite: se non posso ispirare affetto, diffonderò il terrore, e a te in particolare, mio arcinemico perché mio creatore, giuro odio inestinguibile. Bada bene: lavorerò alla tua distruzione e cesserò solo quando ti avrò straziato il cuore tanto da farti maledire il giorno in cui sei nato.

After days and nights of incredible labour and fatigue, I succeeded in discovering the cause of generation and life; nay, more, I became myself capable of bestowing animation upon lifeless matter.

I ought to be thy Adam, but I am rather the fallen angel

I shall quit your vessel on the ice-raft which brought me thither, and shall seek the most northern extremity of the globe; I shall collect my funeral pile, and consume to ashes this miserable frame, that its remains may afford no light to any curious and unhallowed wretch, who would create such another as I have been.

Remember that I am thy creature; I ought to be thy Adam, but I am rather the fallen angel, whom thou drivest from joy for no misdeed. Everywhere

now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart.

I'm not surprised at your greeting. I expected it, he said calmly. After all, everyone hates creatures as ugly as I am. But it's your fault that I'm this ugly. You created me this way.

avoided explanation, and maintained a continual silence concerning the wretch I had created. I had a feeling that I should be supposed mad, and this for ever chained my tongue, when I would have given the whole world to have confided the fatal secret.

perhaps the component parts of a creature might be manufactured, brought together, and endued with vital warmth.

Yes, she thought, nature is the refuge and home for women: they have no public career—no aim nor end beyond their domestic circle; but they can extend that, and make all the creations of nature their own, to foster and do good to.

With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs.

La vida y la muerte se habían convertido para mí en fronteras imaginarias y yo sería el primero en romperlas, solo con el fin de echar un torrente de luz en nuestro tenebroso mundo. Una nueva especie podría bendecirme como a su creador.