Mary Shelley

Nature is the art of God.

In a thousand ages this mystery will remain unsolved.

The soul of man is immortal and imperishable.

Happiness is a rare plant that seldom flowers in the garden of mortals.

The power of the human mind is almost limitless.

Friendship is the balm of life.

The future is in the hands of the poets.

Grief is the price we pay for love.

Science has made us gods before we are worthy of being men.

The imagination is the true fire stolen from heaven.

Time is the only true healer.

Women are the guardians of virtue.

The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell.

Ambition is the last refuge of the failure.

I am by birth a Genevese.

The weight of sorrow is lifted from my heart.

Literature is the legacy of the human spirit.