Frankenstein: Or, The Modern Prometheus
Mary Shelley's novel "Frankenstein: or, the Modern Prometheus" (1818) is a combination of gothic horror story and science fiction first conceived for a writing challenge by Lord Byron when she was just eighteen. It is the story of Victor Frankenstein, a Swiss student of natural science who assembles pieces of corpses to create an artificial man and brings it to life with galvanism. Though it seeks affection, the unnamed monster inspires loathing in everyone it meets. Lonely and miserable, the creature ultimately destroys its creator.
I desire the company of a man who could sympathize with me; whose eyes would
reply to mine. You may deem me romantie, my dear sister, but I bitterly feel the
want of a friend. I have no one near me, gentle yet courageous, possessed of a ...
Neither of us possessed the slightest pre-eminence over the other; the voice of
command was never heard amongst us; but mutual affection engaged us all to
comply with and obey the slightest desire of each other. CHAPTER II. --- s * When
After so much time spent in painful labour, to arrive at once at the summit of my
desires, was the mostgratifying consummation of ... What had been the study and
desire of the wisest men since the creation of the world, was now within my grasp
A human being in perfection ought always to preserve a calm and peaceful mind,
and never to allow passion or a transitory desire to disturb his tranquillity. I do not
think that the pursuit of knowledge is THE MoDERN PROMETHEUs. 93.
changed the subject from my improvement to the science itself, with a desire, as I
evidently saw, of drawing me out. What could I do? He meant to please, and he
tormented me. I felt as if he had placed carefully, one by one, in my view those ...
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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