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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 thing47 that lay at my feet. It was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I
... See moreMary Shelley • Frankenstein: Annotated for Scientists, Engineers, and Creators of All Kinds (The MIT Press)
you will have heard my story and can decide. On you it rests, whether I quit forever the neighbourhood of man and lead a harmless life, or become the scourge of your fellow creatures and the author of your own speedy ruin."
Mary Shelley • Frankenstein: The Original 1818 Unabridged and Complete Edition (A Mary Shelley Classics
I never saw a more interesting creature: his eyes have generally an expression of wildness, and even madness, but there are moments when, if anyone performs an act of kindness towards him or does him the most trifling service, his whole countenance is lighted up, as it were, with a beam of benevolence and sweetness that I never saw equalled. But he
... See moreMary Shelley • Frankenstein: The Original 1818 Unabridged and Complete Edition (A Mary Shelley Classics
In a fit of enthusiastic madness I created a rational creature and was bound towards him to assure, as far as was in my power, his happiness and well-being.
Mary Shelley • Frankenstein: The Original 1818 Unabridged and Complete Edition (A Mary Shelley Classics
I thanked my friend from my heart, but I did not speak. I saw plainly that he was surprised, but he never attempted to draw my secret from me; and although I loved him with a mixture of affection and reverence that knew no bounds, yet I could never persuade myself to confide in him that event which was so often present to my recollection,
Mary Shelley • Frankenstein: The Original 1818 Unabridged and Complete Edition (A Mary Shelley Classics
Alan Cardew • Lord Byron: The Perils and Glories of a Classical Education

I could not sustain the horror of my situation; and when I perceived that the popular voice, and the countenances of the judges, had already condemned my unhappy victim, I rushed out of the court in agony. The tortures of the accused did not equal mine; she was sustained by innocence, but the fangs of remorse tore my bosom, and would not forego the
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