Mary Shelley — "The sentiment of immediate loss in some sort decayed, while that of utter, irrem…"
The sentiment of immediate loss in some sort decayed, while that of utter, irremediable loneliness grew on me with time.
The sentiment of immediate loss in some sort decayed, while that of utter, irremediable loneliness grew on me with time.
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"The human senses are imperfect. They cannot bear the light of truth."
"I was new to sorrow, but it did not the less alarm me."
"Let us live for each other and for happiness; let us seek peace in our dear home, near the inland murmur of streams, and the gracious waving of trees, the beauteous vesture of earth, and sublime pagea…"
"My imagination was always my best friend."
"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…"
The Last Man, describing the evolution of grief into profound, enduring solitude.
Date: 1826
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