My heart was fashioned to be susceptible of love and sympathy, and when wrenched by misery to vice and hatred, it did not endure the violence of the change without torture such as you cannot even imagine.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyAbout author
- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: english
- Born: August 30, 1797
- Died: February 1, 1851
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