Epilogue To Mary Shelley's Frankenstein

Quote: He stated “I was seized by remorse and the sense of guilt, which hurried me away to a hell of intense tortures such as no language can describe…..I shunned the face of man; all sound of joy or complacency was torture to me; solitude was my only consolation–deep, dark, deathlike solitude.”(Page 88).

I started to say hi, but suddenly my entire body felt like it was on fire. Arching my back, I tried to gulp air. I felt arms under my legs and he whispered "please." I fought to stay conscious, but the darkness grabbed me and dragged me

Beauty is often the most lethal poison. It intoxicates both the beholder and the beheld. Humans are raised into a society that instills certain standards of elegance and beauty. In Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, the woes and misery of the monster is brought to the readers’ attention as humans constantly berate and abuse the creature for it’s hideous body. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein discusses the advantages and the detriments that an alluring versus unappealing body provides a person, and how that person is affected due to the pressures and assumptions of society placed upon their shoulders. Mary Shelley may have been amongst the first to examine the concept of beauty and the advantages it provides. She insinuates that the conformity of the ideals of beauty place shackles, and struggles upon those who do not fit into such standards.

Mary Shelley used this poem to show the freedom of one's future and the change(s) that will come with it. The poem also mentions one little thing such as a dream or a “wandering thought” can ruin a bigger idea. In the story, it was recently addressed that before the poem, “If our impulses were confined to hunger, thirst, and desire, we might be nearly free”. This passage can be implying that the non-essential things in life are the things that poison us or make us change. The poem’s purpose in this part of the book is to amplify the speaker's last words of the paragraph that state, “...we are moved by every wind that blows and a chance word or scene that word may convey to us.”. It makes the message of “things will change” very clear to the

Indirect Quote: Bilbo understood on page 52, that going ahead made him leave behind safety and comfort which were mostly found in his hobbit-hole. (p.52)

The obsessed search for knowledge, fame and fortune can often undervalue one’s life and become the main focus of their existence. In Mary Shelley’s novel Frankenstein, she proves that obsession is a dangerous aspect of the human behavior, which always results in a negative outcome, this is mainly portrayed through the protagonist of the story Dr. Victor Frankenstein, because of Dr. Frankenstein’s obsessive personality he fails to recognize the affects of his scientific experiments which eventually lead to his and his family’s death.

Jack jumped off the top of the train, as a tall creature with razor teeth and red, snake-like eyes, chased him, going for the kill. They fought, but the creature was to quick, it pinned Jack, claws digging into his flesh.
The night was cold and gloomy, lights lit up the streets of London, the moons subtle glow reflected on small puddles left from the earlier rain.

Before man, there was a harsh winter. All the land of the earth was buried in snow, and all the oceans were covered in blankets of ice. There was there a very crafty creature above the rest who stored food beforehand. She had fur which covered her eyes, and a hunched back making her taller than she was wide. Basically, she looked like a lump with fur.

By surprise, I felt a pull on my robe, looked down and a little creature was holding me, and it looked like he was hurt. I knelt down and picked him up. He was only about 6 inches tall, dark and lanky with a dank loincloth on. I asked if he was okay and he shook is head. I knew then that someone or some thing had attacked him. He was so ill looking. I said, “Who the hell did

The moonlight beamed on my room and then I saw the rest of him. His skin was a ghostly white skin color and his hair was as dark as the night. His white hoodie was stained with blood from all his latest victims and was wearing what looked like black dress pants and black sneakers. Then he spoke it, the words that only a demonic being would say, that will haunt me forever to this day. “Go to Sleep”. I was so scared I started to

Torin went to the bed to help the sobbing young woman. He covered the woman with a nearby shawl which laid on the table. While Torin comforted the traumatized blond woman, Kendrick untied the cords that bound Aileana to the wall and bottom of the bed. He used the corner of the bed covering to wipe her body that was covered with the creature’s semen.

Chapter 2 of Shelley's Frankenstein, describes the relationship Victor has with fellow sister Elizabeth. And his closest friend Henry Clerval. Between Victor and Elizabeth “Harmony was the soul our companionship” (Shelley pg 38). And even though they were indifferent they got along like two peas in a pod. Henry was a son of a merchant. Who read about romances and chivalry. The connection of reading brought them together.

It was late March, about to be noon, as we were walking down the path we could feel the grass as soft as a pile of leaves. Without delay, me and my friend, Jit, decided that we would go to the beautiful waterfall that lots of people were talking about. Along the way, we could see the nice sunlight and with some clouds, but we came to a stop and saw there was two ways and they both go to different directions and we didn’t know which one to go to, because they both look the same. As a result, Jit looked at the map and requested “Go left”, so we did , but as we walked, the path got darker, but with some sunlight spot . At last, we walked further in and Jit questioned, “ What is that, he has a green vest and seem like if it could go through a hole with no problem. ” I tried to respond, but the shiny buttons on his vest were as bright as the sun, so that blind me for a couple minutes. Jit with a confused voice, “ He has a beard?”

It was dark and without motion, then a sound. It was a boy, saying my name. “Maria, are you awake?” the boy said. I woke up, there, sitting next to me, was a boy who looked eerily similar to me. Same brown hair, green eyes, pale skin, we were even wearing the same outfit! “Who are you?” I asked. “Maria, are you kidding me, it’s Edward!” To which I gave a confused face, ‘I don't know any Edwards.” I said. “I’m your twin brother Maria! Man, you must have hit your head hard.” He said. “Ok, I guess that makes sense.” I replied. We sat there waiting for a few minutes in a dark, lifeless forest. Until, from behind some bushes, appeared a large and beautiful woman. She had blue skin and hair as well as a long flowing dress and a trident in each hand. When she saw us, she imediantly strapped both tridents to her back. I jumped up and hid behind Edward, because the creature was definently not human. The giant woman came up to me and asked me how I was doing. “What are you?” I asked. “Oh! I’m a spirit, your spirit. But, you call me Naide.” The giant woman said. “Do you not remember me?” she asked.

I hastily fled to my newest place of work. I had inhabited the world with a second creation. This demon, though a woman, was more terrifying and hideous than the first. A monstrous creature created only for longing of a new beginning. A world where I would forget this horrible deed I had bestowed upon the universe. I had only promised my first creation a companion, not a family. His companion would never get the chance to conceive, for no more demons will wreak havoc upon mankind. I fled knowing the creature was close looking for what I had promised him.