Frankenstein

by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

I will endeavour to resign myself cheerfully to death, and will indulge a hope of meeting you in another world.”

I need not describe the feelings of those whose dearest ties are rent by that most irreparable evil, the void that presents itself to the soul, and the despair that is exhibited on the countenance. It is so long before the mind can persuade itself that she, whom we saw every day, and whose very existence appeared a part of our own, can have departed for ever—that the brightness of a beloved eye can have been extinguished, and the sound of a voice so familiar, and dear to the ear, can be hushed, never more to be heard.

Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.

if I see but one smile on your lips when we meet, occasioned by this or any other exertion of mine, I shall need no other happiness.

Chase away your idle fears; to you alone do I consecrate my life, and my endeavours for contentment.

The agonies of remorse poison the luxury there is otherwise sometimes found in indulging the excess of grief.