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.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyI leave a sad and bitter world; and if you remember me, and think of me as of one unjustly condemned, I am resigned to the fate awaiting me.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyInvention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consist in creating out of void, but out of chaos.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley