"그걸 대체 왜 먹었습니까?"
"아니 그냥, 잠결에 이렇게 보니까 뭐가 여기로 오고 있어서…………."
"그렇다고 뭔지도 모르고 그걸 먹어요?"
"뭔지도 모르긴요. 문어잖아요."
"무슨 근거로 그게 문어라고 확신했습니까? 잠결이었다면서요?"
"그냥, 딱 보니까 문어같이 생겼던데……
"그렇다고 그걸 먹습니까? 대학교 건물 복도에 문어가 돌아다니는 게 이상하다고 생각 안 해봤어요? - P10


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He could not live under the horrors that were accumulated around him; an apoplectic fit was brought on, and in a few days he died in my arms. - P168

But liberty had been a useless gift to me had I not, as I awakened to reason, at the same time awakened to revenge. As the memory of past misfortunes pressed upon me, I began to reflect on their cause-the monster whom I had created, the miserable dæmon whom I had sent abroad into the world for my destruction. I was possessed by a maddening rage when I thought of him, and desired and ardently prayed that I might have him within my grasp to wreak a great and signal revenge on his cursed head. - P168

‘Man,‘ I cried, ‘how ignorant art thou in thy pride of wis-dom! Cease; you know not what it is you say."
I broke from the house angry and disturbed, and retired to meditate on some other mode of action. - P170

My present situation was one in which all voluntary thoughtwas swallowed up and lost. I was hurried away by fury; revengealone endowed me with strength and composure; it modelledmy feelings, and allowed me to be calculating and calm, at periods when otherwise delirium or death would have been my portion. - P171

‘But soon,‘ he cried, with sad and solemn enthusiasm,
‘I shall die, and what I now feel be no longer felt.
Soon these burning miseries will be extinct.
I shall ascend my funeral pile triumphantly, and exult in the agony of the torturing flames.
The light of that conflagration will fade away; my ashes will be swept into the sea by the winds. My spirit will sleep in peace;or if it thinks, it will not surely think thus. Farewell.‘ - P191


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‘Alas! my father,‘ said I, ‘how little do you know me. Human beings, their feelings and passions, would indeed be de-graded, if such a wretch as I felt pride. Justine, poor unhappy Justine, was as innocent as I, and she suffered the same charge; she died for it; and I am the cause of this-I murdered her. William, Justine, and Henry-they all died by my hands.‘ - P156

‘I am not mad,‘ I cried energetically; ‘the sun and the heavens, who have viewed my operations, can bear witness of my truth. I am the assassin of those most innocent victims;they died by my machinations. A thousand times would I have shed my own blood, drop by drop, to have saved their lives;but I could not, my father, indeed I could not sacrifice the whole human race." - P156

If the monster executed his threat, death was inevitable; yet, again, I considered whether my marriage would hasten my fate. - P159

Elizabeth alone had the power to draw me from these fits;her gentle voice would soothe me when transported by passion, and inspire me with human feelings when sunk in torpor. She wept with me, and for me. - P160

‘My dear Victor, do not speak thus. Heavy misfortunes have befallen us; but let us only cling closer to what remains, and transfer our love for those whom we have lost to those who yet live. Our circle will be small, but bound close by the ties of affection and mutual misfortune. And when time shall have softened your despair, new and dear objects of care will be born to replace those of whom we have been so cruelly deprived.‘ - P161

Those were the last moments of my life during which I enjoyed the feeling of happiness. - P163

Great God! why did I not then expire! Why am I here torelate the destruction of the best hope, and the purest creature of earth. She was there, lifeless and inanimate, thrown across the bed, her head hanging down, and her pale and distorted features half covered by her hair. Every where I turn I see the same figure-her bloodless arms and relaxed form flung by the murderer on its bridal bier. Could I behold this, and live? Alas! life is obstinate, and clings closest where it is most hated. For a moment only did I lose recollection; I fainted. - P165

I rushed towards her, and embraced her with ardour; but the deathly languor and coldness of the limbs told me, that what I now held in my arms had ceased to be the Elizabeth whom I had loved and cherished. The murderous mark of the fiend‘s grasp was on her neck, and the breath had ceased to issue from her lips. - P166

The shutters had been thrown back; and, with a sensation of horror not to be described, I saw at the open window a figure the most hideous and abhorred. A grin was on the face of the monster; he seemed to jeer, as with his fiendish finger he pointed towards the corpse of my wife. I rushed towards the window, and drawing a pistol from my bosom, shot; but he eluded me, leaped from his station, and, running with the swiftness of lightning, plunged into the lake. - P166

The death of William, the execution of Justine, the murder of Clerval, and lastly of my wife; even at that moment I knew not that my only remaining friends were safe from the malignity of the fiend;father even now might be writhing under his grasp, and Ernest might be dead at his feet. This idea made me shudder, and recalled me to action. I started up, and resolved to return to Geneva with all possible speed. - P167

If I looked up, I saw the scenes which were familiar to me in my happier time, and which I had contemplated but the day before in the company of her who was now but a shadow and a recollection. Tears streamed from my eyes. The rain had ceased for a moment, and I saw the fish play in the waters as they had done a few hours before; they had then been observed by Elizabeth.
Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change. The sun might shine, or the clouds might lour; but nothing could appear to me as it had done the day before. A fiend had snatched from me every hope of future happiness: no creature had ever been so miserable as I was; so frightful an event is single in the history of man. - P167


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I saw an insurmountable barrier placed between me and my fellow-men; this barrier was sealed with the blood of William and Justine; and to reflect on the events connected with those names filled my soul with anguish. - P131

We had arrived in England at the beginning of October,
and it was now February. We accordingly determined to commence our journey towards the north at the expiration of another month. In this expedition we did not intend to follow the great road to Edinburgh, but to visit Windsor, Oxford, Matlock, and the Cumberland lakes, resolving to arrive at the completion of this tour about the end of July.
I packed my chemical instruments, and the materials I had collected, resolving to finish my labours in some obscure nook in the northern highlands of Scotland. - P132

The delight of Clerval was proportionably greater than mine; his mind expanded in the company of men of talent, and he found in his own nature greater capacities and resources than he could have imagined himself to have possessed while he associated with his inferiors. - P134

I visited Edinburgh with languid eyes and mind; and yet that city might have interested the most unfortunate being.
Clerval did not like it so well as Oxford; for the antiquity of the latter city was more pleasing to him. But the beauty and regularity of the new town of Edinburgh, its romantic castle, and its environs, the most delightful in the world, Arthur‘s Seat, St Bernard‘s Well, and the Pentland Hills, compensated him for the change, and filled him with cheerfulness and admiration. But I was impatient to arrive at the termination of my journey. - P135

They might even hate each other; the creature who already lived loathed his own deformity, and might he not conceive a greater abhorrence for it when it came before his eyes in the female form? She also might turn with disgust from him to the superior beauty of man; she might quit him, and he be again alone, exasperated by the fresh provocation of being deserted by one of his own species. - P138

As I looked on him, his countenance expressed the utmost extent of malice and treachery. I thought with a sensation of madness on my promise of creating another like to him, and, trembling with passion, tore to pieces the thing on which I was engaged. The wretch saw me destroy the creature on whose future existence he depended for happiness, and, with a howl of devilish despair and revenge, withdrew. - P139

You have destroyed the work which you began; what is it that you intend? Do you dare to break your promise? I have endured toil and misery. - P139

‘Begone! I do break my promise; never will I create another like yourself, equal in deformity and wickedness.‘ - P140

‘Slave, I before reasoned with you, but you have proved yourself unworthy of my condescension. 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!‘ - P140

‘Shall each man,‘ cried he, ‘find a wife for his bosom, and each beast have his mate, and I be alone? I had feelings of affection, and they were requited by detestation and scorn.’ - P140

Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful. I will watch with the wiliness of a snake, that I may sting with its venom. Man, you shall repent of the injuries you inflict. - P140

‘It is well. I go; but remember, I shall be with you on your wedding-night.‘ - P140

‘I do not know,‘ said the man, ‘what the custom of the English may be; but it is the custom of the Irish to hate villains.‘ - P145

‘Aye, Sir, free enough for honest folks. Mr Kirwin is a magistrate; and you are to give an account of the death of a gentleman who was found murdered here last night.‘ - P145

I entered the room where the corpse lay, and was led up to the coffin. How can I describe my sensations on beholding it? I feel yet parched with horror, nor can I reflect on that terrible moment without shuddering and agony, that faintly reminds me of the anguish of the recognition.
The trial, the presence of the magistrate and witnesses, passed like a dream from my memory, when I saw the lifeless form of Henry Clerval stretched before me.
I gasped for breath; and, throwing myself on the body, I exclaimed, ‘Have my murderous machinations deprived you also, my dearest Henry, of life?
Two I have already destroyed; other victims await their destiny: but you, Clerval, my friend, my benefactor‘ - P148

A fever succeeded to this. I lay for two months on the point of death: my ravings, as I afterwards heard, were frightful; I called myself the murderer of William, of Justine, and of Clerval. Sometimes I entreated my attendants to assist me in the destruction of the fiend by whom I was tormented; and, at others, I felt the fingers of the monster already grasping my neck, and screamed aloud with agony and terror. Fortunately, as I spoke my native language, Mr Kirwin alone understood me; but my gestures and bitter cries were sufficient to affright the other witnesses. - P148

I remember, as I quitted the prison, I heard one of the men say, ‘He may be innocent of the murder, but he has certainly a bad conscience.‘ These words struck me. A bad conscience! yes, surely I had one. William, Justine, and Clerval, had died through my infernal machinations; ‘And whose death,‘ cried I, ‘is to finish the tragedy? Ah! my father, do not remain in this wretched country; take me where I may forget myself, my existence, and all the world.‘ - P154


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We passed a considerable period at Oxford, rambling among its environs, and endeavouring to identify every spot which might, relate to the most animating epoch of English history.
Our little voyages of discovery were often prolonged by the successive objects that presented themselves. We visited the tomb of the illustrious Hampden, and the field on which that patriot fell.*
For a moment my soul was elevated from its debasing and miserable fears to contemplate the divine ideas of liberty and self-sacrifice, of which these sights were the monuments and the remembrancers.
For an instant I dared to shake off my chains, and look around me with a free and lofty spirit; but the iron had eaten into my flesh, and I sank again, trembling and hopeless, into my miserable self. - P134


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