We never do what we wish when we wish it, and when we desire a thing earnestly, and it does arrive, that or we are changed, so that we slide from the summit of our wishes and find ourselves where we were.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyThe moon gazed on my midnight labours, while, with unrelaxed and breathless eagerness, I pursued nature to her hiding places.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyPolluted by crimes, and torn by the bitterest remorse, where can I find rest but in death?
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley