It is with considerable difficulty that I remember the original era of my being... - Mary Wollstonecraft

But now misery has come home, and men appear to me as monsters thirsting for each other's blood.

I heard of the discovery of the American hemisphere, and wept with Safie over the hapless fate of its original inhabitants.

I saw- with shut eyes, but acute mental vision- I saw the pale student of unhallowed arts kneeling beside the thing he had put together... Frightful must it be, for supremely frightful would be the effect of any human endeavor to mock the stupendous mechanism of the Creator of the world.