Mary Shelley — "Man," I cried, "how ignorant art thou in thy pride of wisdom!"

"My heart was heavy, and my spirits sunk."

"I was born with a love for the marvellous."

"So much has been done, exclaimed the soul of Frankenstein—more, far more, will I achieve; treading in the steps already marked, I will pioneer a new way, explore unknown powers, and unfold to the worl…"

"What are we, the inhabitants of this globe, least among the many that people infinite space? Our minds embrace infinity; the visible mechanism of our being is subject to merest accident."

"The sentiment of immediate loss in some sort decayed, while that of utter, irremediable loneliness grew on me with time."