Mary Shelley — "My imagination is dead, my genius lost, my energies sleep."
My imagination is dead, my genius lost, my energies sleep.
My imagination is dead, my genius lost, my energies sleep.
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"A truce to philosophy! —Life is before me, and I rush into possession. Hope, glory, love, and blameless ambition are my guides, and my soul knows no dread."
"I could not understand why men who knew all about good and evil could hate and kill each other."
"What is the world, except that which we feel? Love, and hope, and delight, or sorrow and tears; these are our lives, our realities, to which we give the names of power, possession, misfortune, and dea…"
"When I looked around I saw and heard of none like me. Was I, then, a monster, a blot upon the earth, from which all men fled and whom all men disowned? I cannot describe to you the agony that these re…"
"Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consist in creating out of void, but out of chaos."
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