Top 380 Mary Shelley Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “Frightful the storm which embraced the gallant vessel on its course and wrecked it-thus!”

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302. “My heart, which was before sorrowful, now swelled with something like joy;.”

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303. “These reflections have dispelled the agitation with which I began my letter and I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm whcih elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranqualize the mind as a steady purpose – a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.”

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304. “But I have one want which I have never yet been able to satisfy; and the absence of the object of which I now feel as a most severe evil. I have no friend, Margaret: when I am glowing with the enthusiasm of success, there will be none to participate my joy; if I am assailed by disappointment, no one will endeavour to sustain me in dejection.”

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305. “My own spirits were high, and I bounded along with feelings of unbridled joy and hilarity.”

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306. “On every point of general literature he displays unbounded knowledge, and a quick and piercing apprehension. His eloquence is forcible and touching;.”

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307. “Like one who, on a lonely road, Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread. Continuing thus, I came at length opposite to the inn at which the various diligences and carriages usually stopped.”

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308. “Oh, that some encouraging voice would answer in the affirmative! My courage and my resolution is firm; but my hopes fluctuate, and my spirits are often depressed. I am about to proceed on a long and difficult voyage, the emergencies of which will demand all my fortitude: I am required not only to raise the spirits of others, but sometimes to sustain my own, when theirs are failing.”

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309. “Los acontecimientos que influyen decisivamente en nuestros destinos a menudo tienen su origen en sucesos triviales.”

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310. “And wherefore was it glorious? Not because the way was smooth and placid as a southern sea, but because it was full of dangers and terror, because at every new incident your fortitude was to be called forth and your courage exhibited, because danger and death surrounded it, and these you were to brave and overcome. For this was it a glorious, for this was it an honourable undertaking.”

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311. “Why cannot human language express human thoughts? And how is it that there is a feeling inspired by the excess of beauty, which laps the heart in a gentle but eager flame, which may inspire virtue and love, but the feeling is far too intense for expression?”

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312. “You are in the wrong,” replied the fiend; “and, instead of threatening, I am content to reason with you.”

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313. “Every thought that was devoted to it was an extreme anguish, and every word that I spoke in allusion to it caused my lips to quiver, and my heart to palpitate.”

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314. “Some weeks before this period I had procured a sledge and dogs, and thus traversed the snows with inconceivable speed.”

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315. “I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose – a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.”

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316. “It was with these feelings that I began the creation of a human being.”

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317. “Darkness had no effect upon my fancy, and a churchyard was to me merely the receptacle of bodies deprived of life, which, from being the seat of beauty and strength, had become food for the worm.”

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318. “A human being in perfection ought.”

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319. “I wandered for ever about these lovely solitudes, gathering flower after flower.”

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320. “This passion is detrimental to me; for you do not reflect that you are the cause of its excess.”

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321. “En tiempos de desgracias debemos luchar contra nuestros destinos y esforzarnos por que estos no nos venzan.”

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322. “If I have no ties and no affections, hatred and vice must be my portion; the love of another will destroy the cause of my crimes.”

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323. “Was my dream but a mirror of the truth?”

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324. “I took every precaution to defend my person, in case the fiend should openly attack me. I carried pistols and a dagger constantly about me, and was ever on the watch to prevent artifice; and by these means gained a greater degree of tranquillity.”

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325. “The wretch saw me destroy the creature on whose future existence he depended for happiness, and, with.”

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326. “Me has dado sentimientos y pasiones, pero me has abandonado al desprecio y al asco de la humanidad.”

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327. “I was often tempted, when all was at peace around me, and I the only unquiet thing that wandered restless in a scene so beautiful and heavenly – if I except some bat, or the frogs, whose harsh and interrupted croaking was heard only when I approached the shore – often, I say, I was tempted to plunge into the silent lake, that the waters might close over me and my calamities forever.”

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328. “We placed his remains under a cypress, the upright mountain being scooped out to receive them. And then Clara said, ‘If you wish me to live, take me from hence. There is something in this scene of transcendent beauty, in these trees, and hills and waves, that for ever whisper to me, leave thy cumbrous flesh, and make a part of us. I earnestly entreat you to take me away.”

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329. “But power, in all its shapes, is venerable to man. Awe, curiosity, a clinging fascination, drew me towards him.”

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330. “Sometimes the peasants, scared by this horrid apparition, informed me of his path; sometimes he himself, who feared that if I lost all trace I should despair and die, often left some mark to guide me.”

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331. “I have longed for a friend; I have sought one who would sympathise with and love me.”

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332. “Revenge! – the word seemed balm to me; I hugged it, caressed it, till, like a serpent, it stung me.”

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333. “Be men, or be more than men. Be steady to your purposes and firm as a rock. This ice is not made of such stuff as your hearts may be; it is mutable and cannot withstand you if you say that it shall not.”

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334. “And to my young heart the idea of death came for the first time blended with that of joy.”

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335. “After days and nights of incredible labour and fatigue, I succeeded in discovering the cause of generation and life; nay, more, I.”

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336. “He turned on hearing a noise, and perceiving me, shrieked loudly, and quitting the hut, ran across the fields with a speed of which his debilitated form hardly appeared capable.”

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337. “Si el estudio al cual uno se entrega tiene una tendencia a debilitar los afectos y a destruir el gusto que se tiene por esos sencillos placeres en los cuales nada debe interferir, entonces esa disciplina es con toda seguridad perjudicial, es decir, impropia de la mente humana.”

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338. “My proud step was no interpreter of my heart, for I deeply felt that, though surrounded by every luxury, I was a beggar.”

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339. “This is thy funeral, this thy dirge!”

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340. “Remember that am they creature, I ought to be thy Adam, but am rather the fallen Angel.”

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341. “I lived in a desolate country where there were none to praise and very few to love.”

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342. “But I am not so wretched as you are.”

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343. “Believe me, if you beheld on lips with grief one smile of joy and gratitude, and knew that you were parent of that smile and that without you it had never been, you would feel so pure and warm a happiness that you’d wish to live forever again and again to enjoy the same pleasure.”

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344. “It was very different, when the masters of the science sought immortality and power; such views, although futile, were grand: but now the scene was changed. The ambition of the inquirer seemed to limit itself to the annihilation of those visions on which my interest in science was chiefly founded. I was required to exchange chimeras of boundless grandeur for realities of little worth.”

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345. “Of what a strange nature is knowledge! It clings to the mind, when it has once seized on it, like a lichen on the rock. I wished sometimes to shake off all thought and feeling; but I learned that there was but one means to overcome the sensation of pain, and that was death – a state which I feared yet did not understand.”

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346. “O, daca macar o singura voce m-ar imbarbata soptindu-mi ca am dreptate! Curajul si hotararea mea sunt neabatute, dar sperantele se clatina si sufletul imi sta adesea in cumpana. Sunt pe cale de a porni intr-o calatorie lunga si grea si voi avea nevoie de toata indrazneala si taria pentru a invinge restristile. Va trebui nu numai sa-i imbarbatez pe ceilalti cand vor sovai, ci uneori si pe mine insumi.”

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347. “Our virtues are the quicksands, which show themselves at calm and low water; but let the waves arise and the winds buffet them, and the poor devil whose hope was in their durability, finds them sink from under him.”

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348. “Why did I not die? More miserable than man ever was before, why did I not sink into forgetfulness and rest? Death snatches away many blooming children, the only hopes of their doating parents: how many brides and youthful lovers have been one day in the bloom of health and hope, and the next a prey for worms and the decay of the tomb! Of what materials was I made, that I could thus resist so many shocks, which, like the turning of the wheel, continually renewed the torture.”

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349. “I read and studied the wild fancies of these writers with delight; they appeared to me treasures known to few besides myself.”

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350. “My protectors had departed, and had broken the only link that held me to the world. For the first time the feelings of revenge and hatred filled my bosom, and I did not strive to control them; but, allowing myself to be borne away by the stream, I bent my mind towards injury and death.”

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