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“The sunset and the gentle moon, the blessed motion of the leaves and the murmuring of waters are all sweet physicians to a distempered mind. The soul is expanded and drinks in quiet, a lulling medicine – to me it was as the sight of the lovely water snakes to the bewitched mariner – in loving and blessing Nature I unawares, called down a blessing on my own soul.”

Quote by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

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Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley was an English novelist best known for her famous work, 'Frankenstein'. Born on August 30, 1797, and passing away on February 1, 1851, she was an early female writer whose works explored themes such as women's rights, social inequalities, and scientific ethics. more

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