Little Red Writing

This space is meant for me to share with you the words I’ve been reading, my thoughts on the books I am currently devouring, and to post all things related to the contents of a library. 29

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“We didn’t so much exist as much as we haunted, and with no one else to haunt, we haunted each other.”

-Gerardo Sámano Córdova, Monstrilio

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“Show a little of your father’s audacity child! Go forth and be a terror in the world! Wake up the whole barking dog-kennel of controversy,if you must.”

-Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All Things

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“Had he ever felt this dread and wonderment, this sense of both loneliness and presence?”

Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All Things

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“It is not sufficient to be merely good; you must also become clever. As a woman, of course, you will always have a heightened moral awareness over men, but if you do not sharpen your wits in defense of yourself, your morality will serve you little good.”

-Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All Things

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“She also loved her microscope, which felt like a magical extension of her own right eye, enabling her to peer straight down the throat of the Creator Himself.”

-Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All Things

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“She could take apart an argument the way a good soldier can dismantle his rifle—half asleep in the dark, and the thing still comes to pieces beautifully.”

-Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All things

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“She wanted to understand the world, and she made a habit of chasing down information to its last hiding place, as though the fate of the nations were at stake in every instance.”

-Elizabeth Gilbert, The Signature of All Things

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“The cup of life was poisoned forever, and although the sun shone upon me, as upon the happy and gay of heart, I saw around me nothing but a dense and frightful darkness, penetrated by no light but the glimmer of two eyes that glared upon me.”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

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“For an instant I dared to shake off my chains and look around me with free and lofty spirit, but the iron had eaten into my flesh, and I sank again, trembling and hopeless, into my miserable self.”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

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“His wild and enthusiastic imagination was chastened by the sensibility of his heart. His soul overflowed with ardent affections , and his friendship was of that devoted and wondrous nature that the world-minded teach us to look for only in imagination. But even human sympathies were not sufficient to satisfy his eager mind. The scenery of external nature, which others regard only with admiration, he loved with ardour.”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

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“—and yet a man is blind to a thousand minute circumstances which call forth a woman’s sedulous attention.”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

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“Of what strange nature is is knowledge! It clings to the mind when it has once seized on it like a lichen on the rock. I wished sometimes to shake off all thought and feeling.”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

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“While I watched the tempest, so beautiful yet terrific, I wandered on with hasty step. This noble war in the sky elevated my spirits;”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein, Chapter 7

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“The blue lake and snow-clad mountains—they never change; and I think our placid home and our contented hearts are regulated by the same immutable laws. My trifling occupations take up my time and amuse me, and I am rewarded for any exertions by seeing none but happy, kind faces around me.”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein, Chapter 6

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“; and the moon gazed on my midnight labours, while, with unrelaxed and breathless eagerness, I pursued nature to her hiding-places.”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein, Chapter 4

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“Never was she so enchanting as at this time, when she recalled the sunshine of her smiles and spent them upon us. She forgot even her own regret in her endeavors to make us forget.”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein, Chapter 3

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“Were we among the tamer scenes of nature I might fear to encounter your unbelief, perhaps your ridicule; but many things will appear possible in these wild mysterious regions which would provoke the laughter of those unacquainted with the ever varied powers of nature.”

-Mary Shelley, Frankenstein, Letter 4