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Boris Karloff in Frankenstein (1931) dir. James Whale
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EMILY BRONTË, Wuthering Heights
MARY SHELLEY, Frankenstein
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Anguish and despair had penetrated into the core of my heart; I bore a hell within me, which nothing could extinguish.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
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Some film monsters by Greg Ruth
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It’s anecdotal, but I regularly see Frankenstein’s monster described as a warning against scientific hubris, an alarum about Tampering With Things That Should Be Left Alone™. This I think is quite wrong: I think it is a story about what happens when one fails the (still at the time of writing) radical enlightenment by failing to take social responsibility for one’s actions and interventions. If it’s a warning, it’s a warning about turning one’s back, out of cowardice, on what one creates, not about creating it in the first place.
China Mieville
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Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (1797–1851), Frankenstein, manuscript, MS. Abinger c.56, fols. 20v – 21r, 1816 – 1817. The Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford.
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Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (1797–1851), Frankenstein, manuscript, MS. Abinger c.56, fols. 20v – 21r, 1816 – 1817. The Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford.
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There is love in me the likes of which you’ve never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
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“I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.”
literature posters; frankenstein by mary shelley
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books have to be heavy because the whole world’s inside them. (moodboards for my favorite classics)
FRANKENSTEIN (Mary Shelley)
I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.
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like in all fairness, fuck victor frankenstein ,, but tbh if i’d spent a shit ton of time on something and it didn’t turn out exactly how i wanted, i too would go to bed and let the situation go completely out of control, resulting in a body count and vengeance arc, honestly
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but did victor frankenstein actually have a phd
no one’s answered my question
THIS MOTHERFUCKER WAS AN UNDERGRAD
IMAGINE HEARING ABOUT THE DUDEBRO LIVING NEXT TO U IN THE DORMS “yah dave dropped out cuz he built a fucking person”
victor frankenstein was a little bITCH and he had no degree at all, he was at college for like, a year and then he was like “lol these bitches ain’t got nothing on me” and he just got an apartment and stopped going to school so he could build a person. i don’t think he even formally dropped out, he just kind of disappeared and nobody even questioned it because that’s what you expect when some cocky asshole comes to class like “i know more than everyone in this school and one day i’m going to prove it by ending dEATH ITSELF”
fucking bullshit victor, come home and eat some goddamn soup you wussass teenager
fucking trashass motherfucker 19 year old sin machine
go get ur liver pecked by birds u mess of a human being
i am never going to let the world forget that victor frankenstein spent 90% of the novel moping instead of doing literally anything else. actual quote from emo kid victor frankenstein “my only solace was silence - deep, dark, deathlike silence” like HOW EXTRA
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You’d almost think Mary Shelly was taking inspiration from someone she knew….
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Leave Lord Byron alone
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Lord Byron deserves what he gets and he knows it
My internal being was in a state of insurrection and turmoil; I felt that order would thence arise, but I had no power to produce it.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
Shall I not hate them who abhor me? I will keep no terms with my enemies. I am miserable, and they shall share my wretchedness.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend... I was benevolent; my soul glowed with love and humanity; but am I not alone, miserably alone?
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
The very winds whispered soothing accents, and maternal Nature bade me weep no more. Then again the kindly influence ceased to act--I found myself fettered again to grief and indulging in all the misery of reflection.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein