...if I See But One Smile On

So Much Has Been Done, Exclaimed The Soul Of Frankenstein - More, Far More, Will I Achieve; Treading In The Steps Already Marked, I Will Pioneer A New Way, Explore Unknown Powers, And Unfold To The World The Deepest Mysteries Of Creation.

How Dreadful It Is, To Emerge From The Oblivion Of Slumber, And To Receive As A Good Morrow The Mute Wailing Of One's Own Hapless Heart - To Return From The Land Of Deceptive Dreams To The Heavy Knowledge Of Unchanged Disaster!

Look Forward To Future Years, If Not With Eager Anticipation, Yet With A Calm Reliance Upon The Power Of Good, Wholly Remote From Despair.

I Am Malicious Because I Am Miserable

The Instructor Can Scarcely Give Sensibility Where It Is Essentially Wanting, Nor Talent To The Unpercipient Block. But He Can Cultivate And Direct The Affections Of The Pupil, Who Puts Forth, As A Parasite, Tendrils By Which To Cling, Not Knowing To What - To A Supporter Or A Destroyer.