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Quote by William Godwin

“Why did she thus obstinately cling to an ill-starred, unhappy person?”

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William Godwin was an English journalist, writer, and philosopher known for his contributions to liberal and socialist ideas. He is particularly famous for his work 'Enquiry Concerning Political Justice', which outlined theories on freedom, equality, and property. Born on March 3, 1756, he passed away on April 7, 1836. more

“Mary, la hija, pasó la infancia viendo su nombre escrito sobre ua tumba. Una madre desconocida - que llevaba su mismo nombre- había muerto al darla a luz, y eso la llevó a cavilar la vida entera sobre los misterios del naiemiento, y sobre la asombrosa proximidad que hay entre la vida y la muerte. Se sentía parida por la tumba, una tumba ella misma, y su nombre y su epitafio tallados sobre una piedra gris la persiguieron en la luz y en la sombra.”

Frankenstein Mary Shelley Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

Book:El año del verano que nunca llegó

Source: El año del verano que nunca llegó

“Si la mentira se parece tanto a la verdad, ¿quién puede estar seguro de alcanzar alguna felicidad?”

Frankenstein Mary Shelley Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

Book:Frankenstein Or the Modern Prometheus: Mary Shelley's Gothic Masterpiece: Unveiling the Romantic Tale of Victor Frankenstein and His Creation

Source: Frankenstein Or the Modern Prometheus: Mary Shelley's Gothic Masterpiece: Unveiling the Romantic Tale of Victor Frankenstein and His Creation

“How much happier that man is who believes his native town to be the world, than he who aspires to become greater than his nature will allow.”

Frankenstein Mary Shelley Victor Frankenstein Frankenstein 1818

Author:Mary Shelley

“I told him it would be a week, seven to ten days to get a new line. He said through his teeth he needed an exact day. I gave him my supervisor's number. This whole time, his wife was in the kitchen wiping a clean counter. I was filling out the work orders and emailing my supervisor to give him a heads-up on a possible call from a member of every cable tech's favorite rage cult when his wife knocked on my van window. She stepped back and called me "ma'am." Which was nice. Her husband with the tucked-in polo shirt had asked my name and I told him Lauren. He heard Lawrence because it fit what he saw and asked if he could call me Larry. Guys like that use your name as a weapon. "Larry, explain to me why I had to sit around here from one to three waiting on you and you show up at 3:17. Does that seem like good customer service to you, Larry? And now you're telling me seven to ten days? Larry, I'm getting really tired of hearing this shit." Guys like that, it was safer to just let them think I was a man. She said she was sorry about him. I said, "It's fine." I said there really wasn't anything I could do. She blinked back the flood of tears she'd been holding since god knows when. She said, "It's just, when he has Fox, he has Obama to hate. If he doesn't have that . . . " She kept looking over her shoulder. She was terrified of him. "I'm sorry," she said. "I just need him to have Fox." I got out of my van.”