"When I looked around I saw and heard of none like me. Was I, then, a monster, a blot upon the earth, from which all men fled and whom all men disowned? I cannot describe to you the agony that these re…"

"My imagination is dead, my genius lost, my energies sleep."

"I was never so mad as to believe that I could create a being."

"I must love and be loved. I must feel that my dear and chosen friends are happier through me."

"There is something at work in my soul which I do not understand."