| The Monster in Frankenstein is a character that truly makes this book unique. He is a kind-hearted, civilized being, yet no one save the blind father of the family in the cottage can bear him. All of his kind acts are repaid with violence, and his dreams are dashed by his own creator. "Cursed, cursed creator! Why did I live? Why, in that instant, did I not extinguish the spark of existence which you had so wantonly bestowed?" (Shelley 143), says the Monster, reflecting on his anguish. | |||
| The cruelty shown to the monster
is a very good reason for his desire for revenge. Victor Frankenstein showed
him no compassion in neglecting him. "Unfeeling, heartless creator!
You had endowed me with perceptions and passions, and then cast me abroad
an object of scorn and horror of mankind" (Shelley 147). "Roses are planted where thorns grow. And on the barren heath sing the honey bees" (Blake 85). The Monster is a rose of knowledge and compassion planted in a body that reeks of its vilesome appearance. People fear this appearance without seeing what is really inside the Monster. He gives mankind a chance to realize his inner beauty, but is thrown back. |
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| Finally, the Monster must come to his revenge. "I saw at the open window a figure the most hideous and abhorred. A grin was on the face of the monster…" (Shelley 212). Those who play with nature will get burned, as was Victor Frankenstein by the creation he failed to take care of. | |||
