“The stuff of nightmares is not only relegated to unconscious thoughts upon a pillow, safely beneath an eiderdown.” — P.J. Parker Copy Share Image
“I asked, it is true, for greater treasures than a little food or rest: I required kindness and sympathy; but I did… — Mary Shelley Copy Share Image
“I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind… — Mary Shelley Copy Share Image
“I have created something and let it loose upon the world. Whether it was my right to do so or not, I… — P.J. Parker Copy Share Image
“Had Mary Shelley fretted so? Maybe yes, maybe no. She’d begun her classic work on a dare. Had culled a dream to… — L.L. Barkat Copy Share Image
“Maybe the real problem wasn’t that she had nothing to write about, but that she had too much. Maybe she wasn’t afraid… — L.L. Barkat Copy Share Image
“With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Oh! What a miserable night I passed! The cold stars shone in mockery, and the bare trees waved their branches above me;… — Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Copy Share Image
