We are fashioned creatures, but half made up. - Victor Frankenstein

Life is obstinate and clings closest where it is most hated.

So much has been done, exclaimed the soul of Frankenstein - more, far more, will I achieve; treading in the steps already marked, I will pioneer a new way, explore unknown powers, and unfold to the world the deepest mysteries of creation.

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.

Devil, do you dare approach me? and do you not fear the fierce vengeance of my arm wreaked on your miserable head?

Once a king ... it was impossible, without risk of life, to sink to a private station.

...we are unfashioned creatures, but half made up, if one wiser, better, dearer than ourselves - such a friend ought to be - do not lend his aid to perfectionate our weak and faulty natures.