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  • Chapter 1
  • “I have a pretty present for my Victor tomorrow he shall have it.” (18)
  • Chapter 2
  • “Ah! Cornelius Agrippa! My dear Victor, do not waste your time upon this; it is sad trash.” (22)
  • Chapter 3
  • “Every instant that you have wasted on those books is utterly and entirely lost. You have burdened your memory with exploded systems and useless names. Good God! In what desert land have you lived." (27)
  • Victor was by birth a Genevese, and his family is one of the most distinguished of that republic. Victor’s ancestors had been for many years counsellors and syndics, and his father had filled several public situations with honour and reputation. He was respected by all who knew him for his integrity and indefatigable attention to public business. He passed his younger days perpetually occupied by the affairs of his country; a variety of circumstances had prevented his marrying early, nor was it until the decline of life that he became a husband and the father of a family.
  • Chapter 4
  • "No one can conceive the variety of feelings which bore me onwards" (38)
  • Victor and Elizabeth were brought up together; there was not quite a year difference in their ages. They were not strangers to any species of disunion or dispute. Harmony was the soul of their companionship, and the diversity and contrast that subsisted in their characters drew them nearer together. Elizabeth was of a calmer and more concentrated disposition; but, with all Victor’s ardor, He was capable of a more intense application and was more deeply smitten with the thirst for knowledge. She busied herself with following the aerial creations of the poets; and in the majestic and wondrous scenes which surrounded our Swiss home.
  • Chapter 5
  • "I have permitted myself to undertake a voyage of discovery to the land of knowledge” (41)
  • When Victor had attained the age of seventeen his parents resolved that Victor should become a student at the university of Ingolstadt. Victor had hitherto attended the schools of Geneva, but his father thought it necessary for the completion of Victor's education that Victor should be made acquainted with other customs than those of Victor's native country. Victor's departure was therefore fixed at an early date, but before the day resolved upon could arrive, the first misfortune of Victor's life occurred an omen, as it were, of Victor's future misery.
  • Chapter 5
  • "Beautiful! Great God! How can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe" (41)
  • I beheld the corruption of death succeed to the blooming cheek of life; I saw how the worm inherited the wonders of the eye and brain. Victor paused, examining and analyzing all the minutiae of causation, as exemplified in the change from life to death, and death to life, until from the midst of this darkness a sudden light broke in upon Victor, a light so brilliant and wondrous, yet so simple, that while Victor became dizzy with the immensity of the prospect which it illustrated, Victor was surprised that among so many men of genius who had directed their inquiries towards the same science, that Victor alone should be reserved to discover so astonishing a secret.
  • It was on a dreary night of November that Victor beheld the accomplishment of his own toils. With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, Victor collected the instruments of life around him.
  • How could Victor describe his emotions at this catastrophe, or how delineate the wretch whom with such infinite pains and care Victor had endeavored to form? His limbs were in proportion, and Victor had selected his features as beautiful. Beautiful! Great God! His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; but these luxuriance only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same color as the dun white sockets in which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight black lips.
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