It may therefore be judged indecent in me to come forward on this occasion; but when I see a fellow-creature about to perish through the cowardice of her pretended friends, I wish to be allowed to speak, that I may say what I know of her character.
It is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world; but on that account we shall be more attached to one another.
It is decided as you may have expected; all judges had rather that ten innocent should suffer than that one guilty should escape.
If I see but one smile on your lips when we meet, occasioned by this or any other exertion of mine, I shall need no other happiness.
If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear.
I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend. Make me happy, and I shall again be virtuous.
I try in vain to be persuaded that the pole is the seat of frost and desolation; it ever presents itself to my imagination as the region of beauty and delight.
I ought to be thy Adam; but I am rather the fallen angel, whom thou drivest from joy for no misdeed.
I leave you, and in you the last of humankind whom these eyes will ever behold. Farewell, Frankenstein!
I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquillize the mind as a steady purpose – a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.
I am alone, and miserable; man will not associate with me; but one as deformed and horrible as myself would not deny herself to me.
How mutable are our feelings, and how strange is that clinging love we have of life even in the excess of misery!
