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Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. I arrived here yesterday, and my first task is to assure my dear sister of my welfare and increasing confidence in the success of my undertaking. I am already far north of London, and as I walk in the streets of Petersburgh, I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my…mehr

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Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. I arrived here yesterday, and my first task is to assure my dear sister of my welfare and increasing confidence in the success of my undertaking. I am already far north of London, and as I walk in the streets of Petersburgh, I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight. Do you understand this feeling? This breeze, which has travelled from the regions towards which I am advancing, gives me a foretaste of those icy climes. Inspirited by this wind of promise, my daydreams become more fervent and vivid. I try in vain to be persuaded that the pole is the seat of frost and desolation; it ever presents itself to my imagination as the region of beauty and delight. There, Margaret, the sun is forever visible, its broad disk just skirting the horizon and diffusing a perpetual splendour. There - for with your leave, my sister, I will put some trust in preceding navigators - there snow and frost are banished; and, sailing over a calm sea, we may be wafted to a land surpassing in wonders and in beauty every region hitherto discovered on the habitable globe. Its productions and features may be without example, as the phenomena of the heavenly bodies undoubtedly are in those undiscovered solitudes. What may not be expected in a country of eternal light?
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Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (August 30, 1797 - February 1, 1851) was an English novelist best known for her Gothic novel Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus (1818), which is regarded as an early form of science fiction. She also edited and promoted the works of her husband, Percy Bysshe Shelley, a Romantic poet and philosopher. Her father was political philosopher William Godwin, and her mother was feminist philosopher Mary Wollstonecraft. Mary's mother died 11 days after she was born. Her father reared her and provided her with a rich, though informal, education, urging her to follow his own anarchist political ideas. When Mary was four, her father married a neighbor, Mary Jane Clairmont, with whom she had a tumultuous relationship. Mary began a relationship with one of her father's political supporters, Percy Bysshe Shelley, who was already married, in 1814. She and Percy left for France with her stepsister, Claire Clairmont, and traveled through Europe. Mary was pregnant with Percy's child when they returned to England. She and Percy experienced ostracism, persistent debt, and the death of their prematurely born daughter during the next two years. They married in late 1816, after Percy Shelley's first wife, Harriet, committed herself.
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Süddeutsche Zeitung | Besprechung von 26.11.2016

Mary Shelley
Nicht mal eines Namens wurde das Geschöpf für würdig befunden, immer heißt es nur die Kreatur oder das Monster, Frankensteins Monster. Der Doktor Viktor Frankenstein hatte einen perfekten künstlichen Menschen schaffen wollen, aber was bei seinem Experiment herauskam, war so abschreckend, dass es nirgends zugehörig sein durfte. Der absolute Outsider.
  Wenn er in ein Dorf kam, fielen die Frauen in Ohnmacht, Steine wurden geschleudert. Das naive und empfindsame Monster floh aufs Land und erklärte der menschlichen Spezies den Krieg. Mary Shelleys „Frankenstein“, erschienen 1818, ist ein revolutionäres Buch, das von Identität und Freiheit handelt. Zur Kultfigur wurde das Monster 1931 durch den Film von James Whale – der als Homosexueller ums Außenseiterdasein wusste. Da fingen die Menschen an, sich ihrer eigenen Monstrosität bewusst zu werden. Und so etwas wie sympathy for the monster zu empfinden.
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Mary Shelley: Frankenstein. dtv, 304 Seiten, 8,90 Euro.
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