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

Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it.

Evil thenceforth became my good.

I am very averse to bringing myself forward in print, but as my account will only appear as an appendage to a former production, and as it will be confined to such topics as have connection with my authorship alone, I can hardly accuse myself of a personal intrusion.

Nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose - a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.

We are fashioned creatures, but half made up. - Victor Frankenstein

Once a king ... it was impossible, without risk of life, to sink to a private station.