Frankenstein. Mary ShelleyDesperate in his search of the secret of life, young Dr Victor Frankenstein attempts to construct and then bring to life a previously inanimate creature. He succeeds, yet immediately finds himself horrified and repulsed by the fruit of his long-lasting labors and, as a result, abandons the creature without a word. This action begins a series of tragic events in the life of the scientist, as the enraged monster begins his quest to fill every minute of Dr. Frankenstein’s life with terror, dread and misery. First published in 1818, this novel continues to captivate the audience today. Frankenstein is not merely a horror story, but, rather, a tale that would make its readers ponder on the pursuit of knowledge and explore what monstrosity truly means. |
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But I–I have lost everything and cannot begin life anew.” As he said this his
countenance became expressive of a calm, settled grief that touched me to the
heart. But he was silent and presently retired to his cabin. Even broken in spirit as
he is, ...
But I–I have lost everything and cannot begin life anew.” As he said this his
countenance became expressive of a calm, settled grief that touched me to the
heart. But he was silent and presently retired to his cabin. Even broken in spirit as
he is, ...
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My parents were possessed by the very spirit of kindness and indulgence. We felt
that they were not the tyrants to rule our lot according to their caprice, but the
agents and creators of all the many delights which we enjoyed. When I mingled ...
My parents were possessed by the very spirit of kindness and indulgence. We felt
that they were not the tyrants to rule our lot according to their caprice, but the
agents and creators of all the many delights which we enjoyed. When I mingled ...
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She was the living spirit of love to soften and attract; I might have become sullen
in my study, rough through the ardour of my nature, but that she was there to
subdue me to a semblance of her own gentleness. And Clerval-could aught ill ...
She was the living spirit of love to soften and attract; I might have become sullen
in my study, rough through the ardour of my nature, but that she was there to
subdue me to a semblance of her own gentleness. And Clerval-could aught ill ...
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When I look back, it seems to me as if this almost miraculous change of
inclination and will was the immediate suggestion of the guardian angel of my life
-the last effort made by the spirit of preservation to avert the storm that was even
then ...
When I look back, it seems to me as if this almost miraculous change of
inclination and will was the immediate suggestion of the guardian angel of my life
-the last effort made by the spirit of preservation to avert the storm that was even
then ...
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