Alas! Why does man boast of sensibilities superior to those apparent in the brute; it only renders them more necessary beings. If our impulses were c… - Mary Wollstonecraft

If our impulses were confined to hunger, thirst, and desire, we might be nearly free; but now we are moved by every wind that blows and a chance word or scene that that word may convey to us.

I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy. Soft tears again bedewed my cheeks, and I even raised my humid eyes with thankfulness towards the blessed sun, which bestowed such joy upon me.

With how many things are we on the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness did not restrain our inquiries.

عرفت حينها أنني لن أستطيع أبدا أن أكون جزءا من أى عائلة، وأدركت انه لن يقبلني أي شخص في العالم بسبب شكلي القبيح. لا يهم أنني أستطيع القراءة أو الكتابة، ولا يهم أنني أستطيع التفكير أو التحدث عن الفلسفة أو موضوعت عظيمة أخرى؛ سيظل الناس يخشونني دائما. وفي تلك اللحظة امتلأ قلبي كرها لك يا فرانكشتاين لأنك جئت بي إلى عالم لن يقبلني أبدا