One man's life or death were but a small price to pay for the acquirement of the knowledge which I sought
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyOh! grief is fantastic; it weaves a web on which to trace the history of its woe from every form and change around; it incorporates itself with all living nature; it finds sustenance in every object; as light, it fills all things, and, like light, it gives its own colors to all.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyAt the age of twenty six I am in the condition of an aged person - all my old friends are gone... & my heart fails when I think by how few ties I hold to the world.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley