How mutable are our feelings, and how strange is that clinging love we have of life even in the excess of misery!
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyA 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.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyAt the age of twenty six I am in the condition of an aged person - all my old friends are gone... & my heart fails when I think by how few ties I hold to the world.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyI trembled, and my heart failed within me; when, on looking up, I saw, by the light of the moon, the daemon at the casement.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley