Франкенштейн
Walton, in continuation
Wastherenoinjusticeinthis?AmItobethoughttheonlycriminal,whenallhumankindsinnedagainstme?WhydoyounothateFelix,whodrovehisfriendfromhisdoorwithcontumely?Whydoyounotexecratetherusticwhosoughttodestroythesaviourofhischild?Nay,thesearevirtuousandimmaculatebeings!I,themiserableandtheabandoned,amanabortion,tobespurnedat,andkicked,andtrampledon.Evennowmybloodboilsattherecollectionofthisinjustice.
"ButitistruethatIamawretch.Ihavemurderedthelovelyandthehelpless;Ihavestrangledtheinnocentastheysleptandgraspedtodeathhisthroatwhoneverinjuredmeoranyotherlivingthing.Ihavedevotedmycreator,theselectspecimenofallthatisworthyofloveandadmirationamongmen,tomisery;Ihavepursuedhimeventothatirremediableruin.
"Therehelies,whiteandcoldindeath.Youhateme,butyourabhorrencecannotequalthatwithwhichIregardmyself.Ilookonthehandswhichexecutedthedeed;Ithinkontheheartinwhichtheimaginationofitwasconceivedandlongforthemomentwhenthesehandswillmeetmyeyes,whenthatimaginationwillhauntmythoughtsnomore.
"FearnotthatIshallbetheinstrumentoffuturemischief.Myworkisnearlycomplete.Neitheryoursnoranyman’sdeathisneededtoconsummatetheseriesofmybeingandaccomplishthatwhichmustbedone,butitrequiresmyown.DonotthinkthatIshallbeslowtoperformthissacrifice.
