Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consist in creating out of void, but out of chaos.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyI feel exquisite pleasure in dwelling on the recollections of childhood, before misfortune had tainted my mind, and changed its bright visions of extensive usefulness into gloomy and narrow reflections upon self.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyThere is love in me the likes of which you've never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape. If I am not satisfied int he one, I will indulge the other.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley