None but those who have experienced them can conceive of the enticements of science.

Everything must have a beginning ... and that beginning must be linked to something that went before.

My own mind began to grow, watchful with anxoius thoughts.

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.

Teach him to think for himself? Oh, my God, teach him rather to think like other people!

Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust?

I trembled, and my heart failed within me; when, on looking up, I saw, by the light of the moon, the daemon at the casement.