Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Quotes
Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust?
Nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose - a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.
There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand.
My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.
There is love in me the likes of which you've never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape. If I am not satisfied int he one, I will indulge the other.
The very winds whispered in soothing accents, and maternal Nature bade me weep no more.
A human being in perfection ought always to preserve a calm and peaceful mind and never to allow passion or a transitory desire to disturb his tranquility.
Men become cannibals of their own hearts; remorse, regret, and restless impatience usurp the place of more wholesome feeling: every thing seems better than that which is.
Of what a strange nature is knowledge! It clings to a mind when it has once seized on it like a lichen on a rock." - Frankenstein p115
Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.
My candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open.
The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite; no incident occurred from which my rage and misery could not extract its food.
. . . the companions of our childhood always possess a certain power over our minds which hardly any later friend can obtain.
A mind of moderate capacity which closely pursues one study must infallibly arrive at great proficiency in that study.
You seek for knowledge and wisdom as I once did; and I ardently hope that the gratification of your wishes may not be a serpent to sting you, as mine has been.
What terrified me will terrify others; and I need only describe the spectre which had haunted my midnight pillow.
The moon gazed on my midnight labours, while, with unrelaxed and breathless eagerness, I pursued nature to her hiding places.
...once I falsely hoped to meet the beings who, pardoning my outward form, would love me for the excellent qualities which I was capable of unfolding.
Her countenance was all expression; her eyes were not dark but impenetrably deep; you seemed to discover space after space in their intellectual glance.
Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consist in creating out of void, but out of chaos.
It is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world; but on that account we shall be more attached to one another.
I also became a poet, and for one year lived in a Paradise of my own creation; I imagined that I also might obtain a niche in the temple where the names of Homer and Shakespeare are consecrated.
...if I see but one smile on your lips when we meet, occasioned by this or any other exertion of mine, I shall need no other happiness.
Devil, do you dare approach me? and do you not fear the fierce vengeance of my arm wreaked on your miserable head?
I see by your eagerness, and the wonder and hope which your eyes express, my friend, that you expect to be in formed of the secret with which I am acquainted. That cannot be.
Seek happiness in tranquility and avoid ambition even if it be only the apparently innocent one of distinguishing yourself in science and discoveries.
It is hardly surprising that women concentrate on the way they look instead of what is in their minds since not much has been put in their minds to begin with.
How mutable are our feelings, and how strange is that clinging love we have of life even in the excess of misery!
When I step into the batter's box, the fans, the noise, the cheers, they all disappear. For that moment, the world is just a battle between me and the pitcher. And more than anything, I want to win.
The world to me was a secret, which I desired to discover; to her it was a vacancy, which she sought to people with imaginations of her own.
Ah! it is well for the unfortunate to be resigned, but for the guilty there is no peace.