Mary Shelley

I do not wish women to have power over men; but over themselves.

Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.

Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.

My dreams were at first replete with the terrible circumstances of my creation and murder.

Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it.

I am malicious because I am miserable.

The world was to me a secret which I desired to divine.

If I have no ties and no affections, hatred and vice must be my portion.

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

The human senses are imperfect. They cannot bear the light of truth.

The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even the enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.

I am a creature of fine sensations, but I am also a creature of terrible imperfections.

I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body.

I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend.

It is strange, but true; for truth is always strange, stranger than fiction.

The present is a fleeting moment, the past is no more, and the future is not yet.

My heart was heavy, and my spirits sunk.

I was born with a love for the marvellous.

Blasted as I was, I could not bear to look on the face of man.