The gentle manners and beauty of the cottagers greatly endeared them to me: when they were unhappy, I felt depressed; when they rejoiced, I sympathized in their joys.
I said in one of my letters, my dear Margaret, that I should find no friend on the wide ocean; yet I have found a man who, before his spirit had been broken by misery, I should have been happy to have possessed as the brother of my heart.
letter 4
I saw the dull yellow eye of the monster open; it breathed hard and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs.
chapter 5
A flash of lightning illuminated the object, and discovered its shape plainly to me; its gigantic stature, and the deformity of its aspect, more hideous than belongs to humanity, instantly informed that it was the wretch, the filthy demon to whom I had given life.
chapter 7
chapter 12
All men hate the wretched; how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things!
chapter 16
He is dead who called me into being; and when I shall be no more, the very remembrance of us both will speedily vanish.
