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oh boy here we go again

Nature wrestles with this divine substance, because our nature is not made for joy but clings to pain. Nature must be defeated in this struggle, reality must follow dreams; and then the dream will rule, will become the master, the dream will become life and life become a dream. When you compare the sorrows of real life to the pleasures of the imaginary one, you will never want to live again, only to dream for ever.

dantés is playing everyone in their face and i love it

“And now, said the stranger, farewell, goodness, humanity, gratitude... Farewell all those feelings that nourish and illuminate the heart! I have taken the place of Providence to reward the good; now let the avenging God make way for me to punish the wrongdoer!” i love dantés so much literally my goat

“Be happy, noble heart. Be blessed for all the good you have done and will yet do. Let my gratitude remain hidden in the shadows like your good deeds.” i’m literally busting 50 cries at once

ah yes scrabble…. too sexual… sinful even

“A man is just a woman’s strategy for making other women.” oh sweet irony of biological determinism!!

“‘You are my son, Dantès!' the old man cried. 'You are the child of my captivity. My priestly office condemned me to celibacy: God sent you to me both to console the man who could not be a father and the prisoner who could not be free.'”

shut up everyone i am going to cry

“Our natural appetites warn us not to exceed the boundaries of what is permissible for us. The tiger, which spills blood in the natural course of things, because this is its state of being, its destiny”
“That is its instinct, which it obeys. But mankind, on the contrary, is repelled by blood. It is not the laws of society that condemn murder, but the laws of nature?” a certain karamazov would disagree…

“But today it is different. l have lost everything that could make me love life and now death smiles at me like a nursemaid to the child she will rock to sleep.” real

oh my god everybody deserves to be slimed out

“There is no such thing as murder in politics. You know as well as I do, my dear boy, that in politics there are no people, only ideas; no feelings, only interests. In politics, you don't kill a man, you remove an obstacle, that's all.”

“But it is even so; the fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.”

“Think you that the groans of Clerval were music to my ears? My heart was fashioned to be susceptible of love and sympathy; and when wrenched by misery to vice and hatred, it did not endure the violence of the change, without torture such as you cannot even imagine.”

“Oh, Frankenstein! generous and self-devoted
nable; he pressed my being! what does it avail that I now ask thee to pardon me? I, who irretrievably destroyed thee by destroying all thou lovedst.
Alas! he is cold, he cannot answer mel

“His soul is as hellish as his form, full of treachery and fiendlike malice. Hear him not; call on the manes' of William, Justine, Clerval, Elizabeth, my father, and of the wretched Victor, and thrust your sword into his heart. I will hover near, and direct the steel aright.”

“Remember that I have power; you believe yourself miserable, but I can make you so wretched that the light of day will be hateful to you. You are my creator, but I am your master - obey!”

“if I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear, and chiefly towards you my arch-enemy, because my creator, do I swear inextinguishable hatred.”

"Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust? God, in pity, made man beautiful and alluring, after his own image; but my form is a filthy type of yours, more horrid even from the very resemblance.
Satan had his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him; but I am solitary and abhorred."

“Listen to me, Frankenstein. You accuse me of murder, and yet you would, with a satisfied conscience, destroy your own creature. Oh, praise the eternal justice of man!”

“Remember, that I am thy creature; I ought to be thy Adam, but I am rather the fallen angel, whom thou drivest from joy for no misdeed.”

“All men hate the wretched; how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! Yet you, my creator, detest and spurn me, thy creature, to whom thou art bound by ties only dissoluble by the annihilation of one of us. You purpose to kill me. How dare you sport thus with life?”

"The astonishing thing is how complete is the illusion that beauty equals goodness. A beautiful woman says stupid things: you listen and don't see the stupidity, only the cleverness. She says and does nasty things: you see only nice things. When she doesn't say anything stupid or nasty, and is a beautiful woman, you immediately convince yourself that she's a jewel of intelligence and virtue.”

"Just as the victim of the morphine habit, the drunkard, the smoker, is no longer a normal man, so the man who has known several women for his pleasure is no longer normal? He is abnormal forever.”
“He may repress himself and struggle, but nevermore will he enjoy simple, pure, and fraternal relations toward
woman.”

“I did not understand that depravity does not consist simply in physical acts, that no matter what physical ignominy does not constitute depravity, and that real depravity consists in freedom from the moral bonds toward a woman with whom one enters into carnal relations, and I regarded this freedom as a merit. I once tortured myself for having forgotten to pay a woman who had given herself to me through love.”

“And in the dark hour before dawn, on the bosom where she had drawn her first breath, she quietly drew her last, with no farewell but one loving look, one little sigh.”

thanks i just cried so hard i nearly threw up

“Henceforth, safe across the river,
I shall see forever more
A beloved, household spirit
Waiting for me on the shore.
Hope and faith, born of my sorrow, Guardian angels shall become, And the sister gone before me
By their hands shall lead me home.”

:(((

“For, with eyes made clear by many tears, and a heart softened by the tenderest sorrow, she recognized the beauty of her sister's life-uneventful, unambitious, yet full of the genuine virtues which "smell sweet, and blossom in the dust," the self-forgetfulness that makes the humblest on earth remembered soonest in heaven, the true success which is possible to all.”

“Jo did mind, for while the curly head lay on her arm a minute after her hard answer, she felt as if she had stabbed her dearest friend, and when he left her without a look behind him, she knew that the boy Laurie never would come again.” man.

“ “Yes, I will live and die for him, if he ever comes and makes me love him in spite of myself, and you must do the best you can!" cried Jo, losing patience with poor Teddy. “

man….💔