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“I wished, as it were, to procrastinate all that related to my feelings of affection until the great object, which swallowed up every habit of my nature, should be completed.”

Quote by Mary Shelley

Book:Frankenstein
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Frankenstein

Written by Mary Shelley, Frankenstein tells the story of a young scientist who creates a creature in the likeness of a human but is ultimately rejected by society. The novel delves into the consequences of scientific ambition and the moral implications of life creation. more

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Mary Shelley

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