Nothing contributes so much to tranquillize the mind as a steady purpose- a point on which the soul can focus its intellectual eye - Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose

How can I move thee? Will no entreaties cause thee to turn a favourable eye upon thy creature, who implores thy goodness and compassion? Believe me, Frankenstein, I was benevolent; my soul glowed with love and humanity; but am I not alone, miserably alone? You, my creator, abhor me; what hope can I gather from your fellow creatures, who owe me nothing?

Life and death appeared to me ideal bounds, which I should first break through, and pour a torrent of light into our dark world.

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.