Mary Shelley

A Dark and Stormy Night

    Ruslanhas quoted4 years ago
    serpent to sting you,
    syafiqahwithaQhas quoted2 years ago
    The la­bours I en­dured were no longer to be al­le­vi­ated by the bright sun or gentle breezes of spring; all joy was but a mock­ery, which in­sul­ted my des­ol­ate state, and made me feel more pain­fully that I was not made for the en­joy­ment of pleas­ure.
    syafiqahwithaQhas quoted2 years ago
    “By de­grees I made a dis­cov­ery of still greater mo­ment. I found that these people pos­sessed a method of com­mu­nic­at­ing their ex­per­i­ence and feel­ings to one an­other by ar­tic­u­late sounds. I per­ceived that the words they spoke some­times, pro­duced pleas­ure or pain, smiles or sad­ness, in the minds and coun­ten­ances of the hear­ers. This was in­deed a god­like sci­ence, and I ar­dently de­sired to be­come ac­quain­ted with it
    syafiqahwithaQhas quoted2 years ago
    I was a poor, help­less, miser­able wretch; I knew, and could dis­tin­guish, noth­ing; but feel­ing pain in­vade me on all sides, I sat down and wept.
    Kou Ssayhas quoted4 years ago
    I feel as if I were walk­ing on the edge of a pre­cip­ice, to­wards which thou­sands are crowding, and en­deav­our­ing to plunge me into the abyss.
    Kou Ssayhas quoted4 years ago
    I feel ex­quis­ite pleas­ure in dwell­ing on the re­col­lec­tions of child­hood, be­fore mis­for­tune had tain­ted my mind, and changed its bright vis­ions of ex­tens­ive use­ful­ness into gloomy and nar­row re­flec­tions upon self.
    Abdullah Attahas quoted4 years ago
    How slowly the time passes here, encompassed as I am by frost and snow!
    b8105436474has quoted4 years ago
    Come, Victor; not brooding thoughts of vengeance against the assassin, but with feelings of peace and gentleness, that will heal, instead of festering, the wounds of our minds. Enter the house of mourning, my friend, but with kindness and affection for those who love you, and not with hatred for your enemies.
    Artiom Lekincevhas quoted5 years ago
    It is so long before the mind can persuade itself that she whom we saw every day and whose very existence appeared a part of our own can have departed forever—that the brightness of a beloved eye can have been extinguished and the sound of a voice so familiar and dear to the ear can be hushed, never more to be heard. These are the reflections of the first days; but when the lapse of time proves the reality of the evil, then the actual bitterness of grief commences
    ermenbaeva98has quoted5 years ago
    and I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven
    Olesya Seredovahas quoted7 years ago
    my soul glowed with love and humanity;
    b1219793562has quoted2 months ago
    con­jec­tures

    Предположение догадка

    b1219793562has quoted2 months ago
    sup­pos­ing

    Предполагать допускать

    b1219793562has quoted2 months ago
    con­sist­ent

    Последовательный

    b1219793562has quoted2 months ago
    heav­enly bod­ies

    небесные тела/ небесные светила

    b1219793562has quoted2 months ago
    phe­nom­ena

    Феномен чудо

    b1219793562has quoted2 months ago
    sur­pass­ing

    Превосходить превзойти

    b1219793562has quoted2 months ago
    pre­ced­ing

    Предшествовать

    b1219793562has quoted2 months ago
    dif­fus­ing

    Рассеивать

    b1219793562has quoted2 months ago
    fore­bod­ings

    Дурное предчувствие

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