Франкенштейн
Walton, in continuation
Ishallquityourvesselontheiceraftwhichbroughtmethitherandshallseekthemostnorthernextremityoftheglobe;Ishallcollectmyfuneralpileandconsumetoashesthismiserableframe,thatitsremainsmayaffordnolighttoanycuriousandunhallowedwretchwhowouldcreatesuchanotherasIhavebeen.Ishalldie.Ishallnolongerfeeltheagonieswhichnowconsumemeorbethepreyoffeelingsunsatisfied,yetunquenched.Heisdeadwhocalledmeintobeing;andwhenIshallbenomore,theveryremembranceofusbothwillspeedilyvanish.Ishallnolongerseethesunorstarsorfeelthewindsplayonmycheeks.
"Light,feeling,andsensewillpassaway;andinthisconditionmustIfindmyhappiness.Someyearsago,whentheimageswhichthisworldaffordsfirstopeneduponme,whenIfeltthecheeringwarmthofsummerandheardtherustlingoftheleavesandthewarblingofthebirds,andthesewerealltome,Ishouldhavewepttodie;nowitismyonlyconsolation.Pollutedbycrimesandtornbythebitterestremorse,wherecanIfindrestbutindeath?
"Farewell!Ileaveyou,andinyouthelastofhumankindwhomtheseeyeswilleverbehold.Farewell,Frankenstein!Ifthouwertyetaliveandyetcherishedadesireofrevengeagainstme,itwouldbebettersatiatedinmylifethaninmydestruction.Butitwasnotso;thoudidstseekmyextinction,thatImightnotcausegreaterwretchedness;andifyet,insomemodeunknowntome,thouhadstnotceasedtothinkandfeel,thouwouldstnotdesireagainstmeavengeancegreaterthanthatwhichIfeel
