Rumeysa Alarçın Kasımay

Rumeysa Alarçın Kasımay
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The monster (!) speaks to his creator
Believe me, Frankenstein, I was benevolent; my soul glowed with love and humanity; but am I not alone, miserably alone?
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The monster (!)
Was man, indeed, at once so powerful, so virtuous and magnificent, yet so vicious and base? He appeared at one time a mere scion of the evil principle and at another as all that can be conceived of noble and godlike. To be a great and virtuous man appeared the highest honour that can befall a sensitive being.
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the creature to his creator
I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend. Make me happy, and I shall again be virtuous.
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Thus not the tenderness of friendship, nor the beauty of earth, nor of heaven, could redeem my soul from woe; the very accents of love were ineffectual. I was encompassed by a cloud which no beneficial influence could penetrate. The wounded deer dragging its fainting limbs to dinner untrodden brake, there to face upon the arrow which had pierced it, and to fit, was but a type of me.
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