Even the eternal skies weep, I thought; is there any shame then, that mortal man should spend himself in tears?

Listen to me, Frankenstein. You accuse me of murder; and yet you would, with a satisfied conscience, destroy your own creature. Oh, praise the eternal justice of man!

It is with considerable difficulty that I remember the original era of my being

Even where the affections are not strongly moved by any superior excellence, the companions of our childhood always possess a certain power over our minds which hardly any later friend can obtain. They know our infantine dispositions, which, however they may be afterwards modified, are never eradicated; and they can judge of our actions with more certain conclusions as to the integrity of our motives.

I am alone and miserable. Only someone as ugly as I am could love me.

My dreams were at once more fantastic and agreeable than my writings.

There is something so different in Venice from any other place in the world, that you leave at once all accustomed habits and everyday sights to enter an enchanted garden.