Mary Shelley - The Last Man (1826)

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Even the eternal skies weep, I thought; is there any shame then, that mortal man should spend himself in tears?

Mary Shelley
Bodies are sometimes in a state to reject the infection of malady, and at others, thirsty to imbibe it.

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How dreadful it is, to emerge from the oblivion of slumber, and to receive as a good morrow the mute wailing of one's own hapless heart — to return from the land of deceptive dreams to the heavy knowledge of unchanged disaster!

Mary Shelley
Happiness is in its highest degree the sister of goodness.

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The last man! Yes I may well describe that solitary being's feelings, feeling myself as the last relic of a beloved race, my companions extinct before me...

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What are we, the inhabitants of this globe, least among the many that people infinite space? Our minds embrace infinity; the visible mechanism of our being is subject to merest accident.

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Without convulsion or sigh, the frail tenement was left vacant of its spiritual inhabitant.

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The sentiment of immediate loss in some sort decayed, while that of utter, irremediable loneliness grew on me with time.

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Truly disappointment is the guardian deity of human life; she sits at the threshold of unborn time, and marshals the events as they come forth.

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Oh! grief is fantastic; it weaves a web on which to trace the history of its woe from every form and change around; it incorporates itself with all living nature; it finds sustenance in every object; as light, it fills all things, and, like light, it gives its own colors to all.

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Precious attribute of woe-worn humanity! that can snatch ecstatic emotion, even from under the very share and harrow, that ruthlessly ploughs up and lays waste every hope.

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His science was simply human and human science, I soon convinced myself, could never conquer nature's laws so far as to imprison the soul.

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Marriage is usually considered the grave, and not the cradle of love.

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Her countenance was all expression; her eyes were not dark but impenetrably deep; you seemed to discover space after space in their intellectual glance.

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A truce to philosophy! — Life is before me and I rush into possession. Hope, glory, love, and blameless ambition are my guides, and my soul knows no dread.

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From my birth I have aspired like the eagle - but unlike the eagle, my wings have failed.... Congratulate me then that I have found a fitting scope for my powers.

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