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I am alone and miserable. Only someone as ugly as I am could love me.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
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He is dead who called me into being, and when I shall be no more the very remembrance of us both will speedily vanish.
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Even the eternal skies weep, I thought is there any shame then, that mortal man should spend himself in tears?
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Oh! Stars and clouds and winds, ye are all about to mock me if ye really pity me, crush sensation and memory let me become as nought but if not, depart, depart, and leave me in darkness.
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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. What has been, though sweet, is gone the present is good only because it is about to change, and the to come is all my own.
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Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.
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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?
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. . . the companions of our childhood always possess a certain power over our minds which hardly any later friend can obtain.
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I feel exquisite pleasure in dwelling on the recollections of childhood, before misfortune had tainted my mind, and changed its bright visions of extensive usefulness into gloomy and narrow reflections upon self.
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All men hate the wretched how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! Yet you, my creator, detest and spurn me, thy creature, to whom thou are bound by ties only dissoluble by the annihilation of one of us.
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In my joy I thrust my hand into the live embers, but quickly drew it out with a cry of pain. How strange, I thought that the same cause should produce such opposite effects.
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The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation I am alone.
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Polluted by crimes, and torn by the bitterest remorse, where can I find rest but in death?
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Her countenance was all expression her eyes were not dark but impenetrably deep you seemed to discover space after space in their intellectual glance.
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Satan has his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him but I am solitary and detested.
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Seek happiness in tranquility and avoid ambition even if it be only the apparently innocent one of distinguishing yourself in science and discoveries.
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Evil thenceforth became my good.
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