die? miserable man ever before, sink forgetfulness rest? Death snatche — Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, Frankenstein

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Why did I not die? More miserable than man ever was before, why did I not sink into forgetfulness and rest? Death snatches away many blooming children, the only hopes of their doting parents: how many brides and youthful lovers have been one day in the bloom of health and hope, and the next a prey for worms and the decay of the tomb! Of what materials was I made, that I could thus resist so many shocks, which, like the turning of the wheel, continually renewed the torture?But I was doomed to live;

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, Frankenstein

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