Frankenstein Revenge Quotes

I thought I saw Elizabeth, in the bloom of health, walking in the streets of Ingolstadt. Delighted and surprised, I embraced her, but as I imprinted the first kiss on her lips, they became livid with the hue of death; her features appeared to change, and I thought that I held the corpse of my dead mother in my arms; a shroud enveloped her form, and I saw the grave-worms crawling in the folds of the flannel.

– Mary Shelley

Frankenstein, Chapter 5. Victor dreams that he has his bride to be Elizabeth in his arms and she slowly turns into his dead mother. This suggests that Victor will cause Elizabeth’s death. It foreshadows how the monster will murder Elizabeth in revenge for Victor not creating a companion for him.

During the whole of this wretched mockery of justice I suffered living torture. It was to be decided, whether the result of my curiosity and lawless devices would cause the death of two of my fellow-beings: one a smiling babe, full of innocence and joy; the other far more dreadfully murdered, with every aggravation of infamy that could make the murder memorable in horror. Justine also was a girl of merit, and possessed qualities which promised to render her life happy: now all was to be obliterated in an ignominious grave; and I the cause!

– Mary Shelley

Frankenstein, Chapter 8. Victor’s shock and regret as the monster strangles his youngest brother William in order to hurt Victor for abandoning him. And Justine, a young girl adapted by the Frankenstein household, is framed by the monster and condemned to death for the murder.

Elizabeth read my anguish in my countenance, and kindly taking my hand, said, “My dearest friend, you must calm yourself. These events have affected me, God knows how deeply; but I am not so wretched as you are. There is an expression of despair, and sometimes of revenge, in your countenance that makes me tremble. Dear Victor, banish these dark passions. Remember the friends around you, who centre all their hopes in you. Have we lost the power of rendering you happy? Ah! While we love, while we are true to each other, here in this land of peace and beauty, your native country, we may reap every tranquil blessing – what can disturb our peace?”

– Mary Shelley

Frankenstein, Chapter 9. Elizabeth Lavenza urges Victor Frankenstein to overcome his dark passions and enjoy the love they share.

“When I thought of my friends, of the mild voice of De Lacey, the gentle eyes of Agatha, and the exquisite beauty of the Arabian, these thoughts vanished and a gush of tears somewhat soothed me. But again when I reflected that they had spurned and deserted me, anger returned, a rage of anger, and unable to injure anything human, I turned my fury towards inanimate objects. As night advanced I placed a variety of combustibles around the cottage, and after having destroyed every vestige of cultivation in the garden, I waited with forced impatience until the moon had sunk to commence my operations.”

– Mary Shelley

Frankenstein, Chapter 16. After being rejected The monster is filled with feelings of anger and revenge and burns down the De Laceys’ cottage.

I thought with a sensation of madness on my promise of creating another like 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.

– Mary Shelley

Frankenstein, Chapter 20. Victor decides not to create a mate for his creature, after thinking about some of the dire consequences, like the possible mating of the two creatures. This provokes the creature to seek vengeance on his creator.

All was again silent, but his words rang in my ears. I burned with rage to pursue the murderer of my peace and precipitate him into the ocean. I walked up and down my room hastily and perturbed, while my imagination conjured up a thousand images to torment and sting me. Why had I not followed him and closed with him in mortal strife? But I had suffered him to depart, and he had directed his course towards the mainland. I shuddered to think who might be the next victim sacrificed to his insatiate revenge. And then I thought again of his words – “I will be with you on your wedding-night.” That, then, was the period fixed for the fulfillment of my destiny. In that hour I should die and at once satisfy and extinguish his malice. The prospect did not move me to fear; yet when I thought of my beloved Elizabeth, of her tears and endless sorrow, when she should find her lover so barbarously snatched from her, tears, the first I had shed for many months, streamed from my eyes, and I resolved not to fall before my enemy without a bitter struggle.

– Mary Shelley

Frankenstein, Chapter 20. After destroying the female monster, Victor reflects on the monster’s threat to be with him on his wedding night.

Great God! If for one instant I had thought what might be the hellish intention of my fiendish adversary, I would rather have banished myself forever from my native country and wandered a friendless outcast over the earth than have consented to this miserable marriage. But, as if possessed of magic powers, the monster had blinded me to his real intentions; and when I thought that I had prepared only my own death, I hastened that of a far dearer victim.

– Mary Shelley

Frankenstein, Chapter 22. Despite the creature warning that he will be with him on his wedding night, Victor goes ahead and marries Elizabeth. Appearing to believe the monster was just targeting him and not Elizabeth, he lives to regret this.

“I have devoted my creator, the select specimen of all that is worthy of love and admiration among men, to misery; I have pursued him even to that irremediable ruin. There he lies, white and cold in death. You hate me, but your abhorrence cannot equal that with which I regard myself.”

– Mary Shelley

Frankenstein, Chapter 24. Part of the monster’s final monologue to Robert Walton, after the death of his creator Victor Frankenstein on the ship. Despite taking revenge, he has found no sense of justice.

“Farewell, Frankenstein! If thou wert yet alive, and yet cherished a desire of revenge against me, it would be better satiated in my life than in my destruction. But it was not so; thou didst seek my extinction, that I might not cause greater wretchedness; and if yet, in some mode unknown to me, thou hadst not ceased to think and feel, thou wouldst not desire against me a vengeance greater than that which I feel. Blasted as thou wert, my agony was still superior to thine; for the bitter sting of remorse will not cease to rankle in my wounds until death shall close them for ever.”

– Mary Shelley

Frankenstein, Chapter 24. The monster’s parting words over the body of his dead creator Victor.
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