Page 71 - “My first thought was to discover what I knew of the murderer, and cause instant pursuit to be made. But I paused when Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 85 I reflected on the story that I had to tell. A being whom I myself had formed, and endued with life, had met me at midnight among the precipices of an inaccessible mountain. I also remembered the nervous fever with which I had been seized just at the time that I dated my creation, and which would give an air of delirium to a tale otherwise so utterly improbable.”
Page 175 - “. I gasped for breath, and throwing myself on the body, I exclaimed, ‘Have my murderous machinations deprived you also, my dearest Henry, of life? Two I have already destroyed; other victims await their destiny; but you, Clerval, my friend, my benefactor—”
Page 175 - “Why did I not die? More miserable than man ever was before, why did I not sink into forgetfulness and rest?”