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My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.
- Mary ShelleyPhoto by Gabriel Jimenez on Unsplash
My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.
- Mary ShelleyLife and death appeared to me ideal bounds, which I should first break...
My dreams were at once more fantastic and agreeable than my writings.
Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and...
The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite; no incident occurred from...
My rule of writing is that no one can do what you can do, so jealousy or competitiveness are pointless. I am always happy when one of my sisters has a book published that I get to read.
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