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The Last Human past Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
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"Her eyebrow was all expression; her optics were not dark but impenetrably deep; y'all seemed to discover space subsequently infinite in their intellectual glance."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Terminal Homo

"What is at that place in our nature that is for ever urging us on towards pain and misery?"
― Mary Shelley, The Last Human

"I spread the whole earth out as a map before me. On no one spot of its surface could I put my finger and say, here is safety."
― Mary Shelly, The Final Man

"It is a strange fact, only incontestable, that the philanthropist, who ardent in his desire to exercise adept, who patient, reasonable and gentle, yet disdains to use other argument than truth, has less influence over men's minds than he who, grasping and selfish, refuses not to prefer any means, nor awaken any passion, nor diffuse any falsehood, for the advancement of his cause."
― Mary Shelley, The Last Man

"Book II, Affiliate iv
"How unwise had the wanderers been, who had deserted its shelter, entangled themselves in the spider web of gild, and entered on what men of the world call "life,"—that labyrinth of evil, that scheme of mutual torture. To live, according to this sense of the word, nosotros must not only observe and learn, we must as well feel; nosotros must not exist mere spectators of activeness, nosotros must act; we must not describe, but be subjects of description. Deep sorrow must have been the inmate of our bosoms; fraud must have lain in wait for us; the artful must have deceived us; sickening doubt and false hope must take chequered our days; hilarity and joy, that lap the soul in ecstasy, must at times take possessed u.s.. Who that knows what "life" is, would pine for this feverish species of beingness? I have lived. I take spent days and nights of festivity; I have joined in ambitious hopes, and exulted in victory: now,—shut the door on the world, and build high the wall that is to separate me from the troubled scene enacted within its precincts. Let united states of america live for each other and for happiness; let us seek peace in our dear dwelling, near the inland murmur of streams, and the gracious waving of copse, the beauteous vesture of earth, and sublime pageantry of the skies. Allow the states leave "life," that nosotros may alive."
― Mary Shelley, The Last Homo

"Perfect happiness is an attribute of angels; and those who have information technology, appear angelic"
― Mary Shelley, The Concluding Human being

"Is there such a feeling every bit honey at beginning sight? And if there exist, in what does its nature differ from honey founded in long observation and slow growth? Maybe its furnishings are not so permanent; but they are, while they last, as violent and intense."
― Mary Shelley, The Last Man

"Let us live for each other and for happiness; let us seek peace in our dear home, nearly the inland murmur of streams, and the gracious waving of trees, the admirable vesture of globe, and sublime pageantry of the skies. Let us leave 'life,' that nosotros may live."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Last Homo

"Men love a prop then well, that they will lean on a pointed poisoned spear; and such was he, the impostor, who, with fear of hell for his scourge, most ravenous wolf, played the driver to a credulous flock."
― Mary Shelley, The Concluding Homo

"Poesy and its creations, philosophy and its researches and classifications, akin awoke the sleeping ideas in my heed, and gave me new ones."
― Mary Shelley, The Last Man:

"I clung to my ferocious habits, however half despised them; I continued my state of war against civilisation, and yet entertained a wish to belong to it."
― Mary Shelley, The Last Man

"the haughty princess of Austria, who became, as queen of England, the caput of mode, looked with harsh eyes on his defects, and with contempt on the affection her royal hubby entertained for him."
― Mary Shelley, The Concluding Homo

"I felt convinced that however it might accept been in former times, in the present stage of the world, no man's faculties could be developed, no man'south moral principle be enlarged and liberal, without an extensive acquaintance with books."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Last Man

"Book II: Chapter v
The God sends down his angry plagues from high,
Famine and pestilence in heaps they die.
Again in vengeance of his wrath he falls
On their great hosts, and breaks their tottering walls;
Arrests their navies on the body of water's patently,
And whelms their strength with mountains of the main."
― Mary Shelley, The Concluding Man

"Book Two: Chapter Five
What are we, the inhabitants of this globe, least among the many that people infinite infinite? Our minds embrace infinity; the visible mechanism of our being is subject to merest accident. Twenty-four hour period past 24-hour interval we are forced to believe this. He whom a scratch has disorganized, he who disappears from apparent life nether the influence of the hostile bureau at work around u.s., had the aforementioned powers as I—I too am discipline to the aforementioned laws. In the face of all this we call ourselves lords of the creation, wielders of the elements, masters of life and death, and we allege in excuse of this arrogance, that though the individual is destroyed, human continues for ever."
― Mary Shelley, The Concluding Man

"No, no, I will not alive among the wild scenes of nature, the enemy of all that lives. I will seek the towns—Rome, the capital of the globe, the crown of man's achievements. Among its storied streets, hallowed ruins, and stupendous remains of human exertion, I shall not, as here, find every affair forgetful of man; trampling on his memory, defacing his works, proclaiming from loma to hill, and vale to vale,—past the torrents freed from the boundaries which he imposed—past the vegetation liberated from the laws which he enforced—by his dwelling abandoned to mildew and weeds, that his power is lost, his race annihilated for ever."
― Mary Shelley, The Last Man

"It had been the mere plaything of nature, when first it crept out of uncreative void into light; just thought brought forth power and cognition; and, clad with these, the race of human being assumed dignity and potency. It was then no longer the mere gardener of earth, or the shepherd of her flocks; "it carried with information technology an imposing and imperial aspect; it had a pedigree and illustrious ancestors; information technology had its gallery of portraits, its monumental inscriptions, its records and titles."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Final Human

"Why, all his virtues are derived from his station only; because he is rich, he is called generous; considering he is powerful, dauntless"
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Last Man

"I became the victim of ingratitude and common cold coquetry—and so I desponded, and imagined that my discontent gave me a right to detest the world. I"
― Mary Shelley, The Last Homo

"What is there in our nature that is for ever urging united states of america on towards pain and misery? We are not formed for enjoyment; and, withal nosotros may be attuned to the reception of pleasureable emotion, thwarting is the never-failing pilot of our life'south bawl, and ruthlessly carries us on to the shoals."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Concluding Man

"How unwise had the wanderers been, who had deserted its shelter, entangled themselves in the web of society, and entered on what men of the world call "life,"—that labyrinth of evil, that scheme of mutual torture. To live, according to this sense of the word, nosotros must non but observe and acquire, we must also feel; we must not be mere spectators of action, we must act; we must non depict, but exist subjects of description. Deep sorrow must have been the inmate of our bosoms; fraud must take lain in wait for usa; the artful must take deceived us; sickening uncertainty and false hope must accept chequered our days; hilarity and joy, that lap the soul in ecstasy, must at times have possessed u.s.a.. Who that knows what "life" is, would pine for this feverish species of being? I have lived. I have spent days and nights of festivity; I accept joined in ambitious hopes, and exulted in victory: now,—close the door on the world, and build loftier the wall that is to separate me from the troubled scene enacted within its precincts. Let u.s. alive for each other and for happiness; let u.s. seek peace in our dear home, near the inland murmur of streams, and the gracious waving of trees, the beauteous clothing of globe, and sublime pageantry of the skies. Let us leave "life," that we may live."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Last Human

"Yet could England indeed doff her lordly trappings, and be content with the democratic style of America? Were the pride of beginnings, the patrician spirit, the gentle courtesies and refined pursuits, splendid attributes of rank, to exist erased amidst us? We were told that this would non exist the case; that we were by nature a poetical people, a nation easily duped by words, set up to array clouds in splendour, and bestow award on the dust."
― Mary Shelley, The Terminal Human:

"Diseases haunt our frail humanity,
  Through noon, through dark, on coincidental wing they glide,
  Silent,—a voice the ability all-wise denied.[1]
In one case man was a favourite of the Creator, as the royal psalmist sang, "God had made him a piddling lower than the angels, and had crowned him with glory and award. God made him to have dominion over the works of his hands, and put all things under his feet." Once it was so; now is man lord of the creation? Look at him—ha! I encounter plague! She has invested his form, is incarnate in his mankind, has entwined herself with his beingness, and blinds his heaven-seeking eyes."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Last Human being

"False was all this - false all but the affections of our nature, and the links of sympathy with pleasure or pain. There was merely ane good and one evil in the world - life and decease. The pomp of rank, the assumption of power, the possessions of wealth vanished similar forenoon mist. Ane living beggar had become of more worth than a national peerage of dead lords - alas the mean solar day! than of dead heroes, patriots, or men of genius. There was much of degradation in this: for even vice and virtue had lost their attributes - life - life - the continuation of our animal mechanism - was the Alpha and Omega of the desires, the prayers, the prostrate ambition of human race."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Last Man

"The choice is with us; let us will it, and our habitation becomes a paradise. For the will of man is omnipotent, blunting the arrows of death, soothing the bed of disease, and wiping away the tears of agony."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Final Man

"Pero debemos vivir, no representar, nuestras vidas; siguiendo una sombra, perdí la realidad."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, El último hombre:

"No leía, como hacen muchos, meramente para pasar el rato, sino que seguía interrogándose a sí misma y al autor, modelando cada idea de mil maneras, deseosa de descubrir una verdad en cada frase."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, El último hombre:

"¿Quién, si sabe lo que es la <>, perseguiría esas febriles modalidades de existencia? Yo he vivido. [...] Renunciemos a la <> para poder vivir."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Last Man

"¿Quién, si sabe lo que es la 'vida', perseguiría esas febriles modalidades de existencia? Yo he vivido. [...] Renunciemos a la 'vida' para poder vivir."
― Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, The Last Man

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