"Let me love the trees, the skies and the ocean, and that all-encompassing Spirit of which I may soon become a part. Let me, in my fellow-creature, love that which is, and not fix my affection on a fair form endued with imaginary attributes. Where goodness, kindness, and talent are, let me love and admire them at their just rate, neither adding nor diminishing; and, above all, let e fearlessly descend into the remotest caverns of my own mind, carry the torch of self-knowledge into its dimmest recesses- but too happy if I dislodge any evil spirit, or enshrine a new deity in some hitherto uninhabited nook."

- Mary Shelley, February 25, 1822 (Journal)

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