Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

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Solitude was my only consolation - deep, dark, deathlike solitude

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Seek happiness in tranquility and avoid ambition even if it be only the apparently innocent one of distinguishing yourself in science and discoveries

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One as deformed and horrible as myself, could not deny herself to me. My companion must be of the same species, and have the same defects... with whom I can live in the interchange of those sympathies necessary for my being

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There was a considerable difference between the ages of my parents, but this circumstance seemed to unite them only closer in bonds of devoted affection

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What is the world, except that which we feel? Love, and hope, and delight, or sorrow and tears; these are our lives, our realities, to which we give the names of power, possession, misfortune, and death