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My abhorrence of this fiend cannot be coneeived. When I thought of him, I
gnashed my teeth, my eyes became inflamed, and I ardently wished to extinguish
that life which I had so thoughtlessly bestowed. When I reflected on his crimes
I reflected on this; and, by touching the various branches, I discovered the cause,
and busied myself in collecting a great quantity of wood, that I might dry it, and
have a plentiful supply of fire. When night came on, and brought sleep with it, ...
“I had admired the perfect forms of my cottagers—their grace, beauty, and
delicate complexions: but how was I terrified, when I viewed myself in a
transparent pool At first I started back, unable to believe that it was indeed I who
was reflected in ...
I cherished hope, it is true; but it vanished, when I beheld my person reflected in
water, or my shadow in the moon-shine, even as that frail image and that
inconstant shade. “ I endeavoured to crush these fears, and to fortify myself for
the trial ...
But again, when I reflected that they had spurned and deserted me, anger
returned, a rage of anger; and, unable to injure any thing human, I turned my fury
towards inanimate objects. As night advanced, I placed a variety of combustibles
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Mary Shelley's romantic novel first published in 1818 anonymously has been the inspiration for movie monster makers. Since the first film adaptation in 1823, Shelley's creation has been brought to ... Read full review
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It gets lonely when you're a monster. Shelley makes us look at the inhuman aspects of ourselves. When what we create gets out of hand isn't it still our fault? Read full review