“Ah! Cornelius Agrippa! My dear Victor, do not waste your time upon this; it is sad trash.Chapter 2 · Alphonse Frankenstein · ★★★☆☆→
“"My children," she said, "my firmest hopes of future happiness were placed on the prospect of your union. This expectation will now be the consolation of your father. Elizabeth, my love, you must supply my place to my younger children."Chapter 3 · ★★★☆☆→
“Who shall conceive the horrors of my secret toil as I dabbled among the unhallowed damps of the grave or tortured the living animal to animate the lifeless clay?Chapter 4 · Victor Frankenstein · ★★★☆☆→
“I thought I saw Elizabeth, in the bloom of health, walking in the streets of Ingolstadt. Delighted and surprised, I embraced her, but as I imprinted the first kiss on her lips, they became livid with the hue of death; her features appeared to change, and I thought that I held the corpse of my dead mother in my arms; a shroud enveloped her form, and I saw the grave-worms crawling in the folds of the flannel.Chapter 5 · Victor Frankenstein · ★★★☆☆→
“Oh! No mortal could support the horror of that countenance. A mummy again endued with animation could not be so hideous as that wretch.Chapter 5 · Victor Frankenstein · ★★★☆☆→
“"Do not ask me," cried I, putting my hands before my eyes, for I thought I saw the dreaded spectre glide into the room; "_he_ can tell. Oh, save me! Save me!"Chapter 5 · Victor Frankenstein · ★★★☆☆→
“About five in the morning I discovered my lovely boy, whom the night before I had seen blooming and active in health, stretched on the grass livid and motionless; the print of the murder's finger was on his neck.Chapter 7 · Alphonse Frankenstein · ★★★☆☆→
“Nothing in human shape could have destroyed the fair child. _He_ was the murderer! I could not doubt it. The mere presence of the idea was an irresistible proof of the fact.Chapter 7 · Narrator · ★★★☆☆→
“The murderer discovered! Good God! how can that be? who could attempt to pursue him? It is impossible; one might as well try to overtake the winds, or confine a mountain-stream with a straw. I saw him too; he was free last night!Chapter 7 · Victor Frankenstein · ★★★☆☆→