Life and death appeared to me ideal bounds, which I should first break through, and pour a torrent of light into our dark world. -Mary Shelley Death
And now, once again, I bid my hideous progeny go forth and prosper. I have an affection for it, for it was the offspring of happy days, when death and grief were but words, which found no true echo in my heart. -Mary Shelley Death
The very winds whispered in soothing accents, and maternal Nature bade me weep no more. -Mary Shelley Nature
The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite; no incident occurred from which my rage and misery could not extract its food. -Mary Shelley Food
