Frankenstein.
Frankenstein's epigraph (taken from fallen Adam's plea to God in Milton's Paradise Lost) in Mary Shelley's story is this:
"Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay
To mould me man? Did I solicit thee
From darkness to promote me?"
I want to note this to myself, a selfish purpose of my blog. I think that everyone gets depressed at times, my times are rare, but memorable. I once wrote an email to myself saying "you're alive, deal with it". I take this epigraph as meaning the same, "did I ask to be alive?"
When I first heard the above epigraph in my SciFi Teaching Co. course, it struck me that I wasn't the only one who felt ungrateful for life (if only for a brief moment).
Doesn't apply to my state of mind today, luckily. Took townie out for a ride across a green field, gazed at the flatirons, talked to prairie dogs, although they didn't talk back. Lovely spring day.
"Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay
To mould me man? Did I solicit thee
From darkness to promote me?"
I want to note this to myself, a selfish purpose of my blog. I think that everyone gets depressed at times, my times are rare, but memorable. I once wrote an email to myself saying "you're alive, deal with it". I take this epigraph as meaning the same, "did I ask to be alive?"
When I first heard the above epigraph in my SciFi Teaching Co. course, it struck me that I wasn't the only one who felt ungrateful for life (if only for a brief moment).
Doesn't apply to my state of mind today, luckily. Took townie out for a ride across a green field, gazed at the flatirons, talked to prairie dogs, although they didn't talk back. Lovely spring day.
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