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