I Beheld The Wretch-the Miserable Monster Whom

I Am Alone And Miserable. Only Someone As Ugly As I Am Could Love Me.

My Father Was Not Scientific, And I Was Left To Struggle With A Child's Blindness, Added To A Student's Thirst For Knowledge.

Listen To Me, Frankenstein. You Accuse Me Of Murder; And Yet You Would, With A Satisfied Conscience, Destroy Your Own Creature. Oh, Praise The Eternal Justice Of Man!

Her Countenance Was All Expression; Her Eyes Were Not Dark But Impenetrably Deep; You Seemed To Discover Space After Space In Their Intellectual Glance.

Every Where I See Bliss, From Which I Alone Am Irrevocably Excluded.