Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consist in creating out of void, but out of chaos. Life and death appeared to me ideal bounds, which I should first break through, and pour a torrent of light into our dark world. My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free. Marry Shelley Frankenstein (1818) The different accidents of life are not so changeable as the feelings of human nature. I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I had deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that f...
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