I could not understand why men who knew all about good and evil could hate and kill each other.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyI was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend. Make me happy, and I shall again be virtuous.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyYou will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyFor a moment my soul was elevated from its debasing and miserable fears to which these sights were the monuments and the remembrances. For an instant I dared to shake off my chains, and look around me with a free and lofty spirit; but the iron had eaten into my flesh, and I sank again, trembling and hopeless, into my miserable self.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyI saw -- with shut eyes, but acute mental vision -- I saw the pale student of unhallowed arts kneeling beside the thing he had put together. I saw the hideous phantasm of a man stretched out, and then, on the working of some powerful engine, show signs of life, and stir with an uneasy, half-vital motion.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley