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Dark Adaptation The Continuum between Good and Evil
Dr. Frankenstein voices his thoughts on what he desires: Dr. Frankenstein voices his thoughts on what he desires: No one can conceive the variety of feelings which bore me onwards, like a hurricane, in the first enthusiasm of success. Life and death appeared to me ideals bound, which I should first break through, and pour a torrent of light into our dark world. A new species would bless me as its creator and source; many happy and excellent natures would owe their being to me (p.46).
He observes: I spent the day wondering in the forest trying to ascertain what had been the cause of the tragedy, and have come to the conclusion that even a dead brain retains a physical or chemical impression of identity. Somehow the young man who had perished in the Wurzburg hospital had been revived in the stimulated tissue. Though I find it hard to conceive, I must have inadvertently resurrected the soul of the dead man! That dreadful sound persists in my mind and I am unsettled by the thought of the agonies that his soul, or whatever entity it may have been, must have suffered at being brought back from the dark realm of Death to such circumstances. It is as though it were indeed the voice of hell (p.65).
Dr. Frankenstein states: Oh! No mortal could support the horror of that countenance. A mummy again endured with animation could not be so hideous as that wretch. I had gazed on him while unfinished; he was ugly then, but when those muscles and joints were rendered capable of motion, it became a thing such as even Dante could not have conceived. I passed the night wretchedly. Sometimes my pulse beat so quickly and hardly that I felt the palpitation of every artery; at others, I nearly sank to the ground through languor and extreme weakness. Mingled with this horror, I felt the bitterness of disappointment; dreams that had been my food and pleasant rest for so long a space were now become a hell to me; and the change was so rapid, the overthrow so complete! (pp.51-52/Ch.5)
Borden (2009) writes: Winnicott realizes that environments are never ideal, but he emphasizes that they must be good enough in order to facilitate that maturational process. If they are not, he theorizes development is undermined and individuals are at risk for psychopathology, dysfunction, and problems in living; he speaks of a freezing of the failure situation that arrests the development of the self (p.93).
The Creature states: Increase of knowledge only discovered to me more clearly what a wretched outcast I was. I cherished hope, it is true, but it vanished when I beheld my person reflected in water or my shadow in the moonshine, even as that frail image and that inconstant shade (p.131).
The Creature states: There were none among the myriads of men that existed who would pity or assist me; and should I feel kindness towards my enemies? No; from that moment I declared everlasting war against the species, and more than all, against him who had formed me and sent me forth to this insupportable misery (p.136). There were none among the myriads of men that existed who would pity or assist me; and should I feel kindness towards my enemies? No; from that moment I declared everlasting war against the species, and more than all, against him who had formed me and sent me forth to this insupportable misery (p.136).
The Creature states: If any being felt emotions of benevolence towards me, I should return them a hundred and a hundred fold, for that one creatures sake I would make peace with the whole kind (p.147).
The Creature states: Frankenstein! You belong then to my enemy- to him towards whom I have sworn eternal revenge: you shall be my first victim (p.143).
The Creature states: I took it; it was a portrait of a most lovely woman. In spite of my malignity, it softened and attracted me. For a few moments I gazed with delight on her dark eyes, fringed with deep lashes, and her lovely lips; but presently my rage returned; I remembered that I was forever deprived of the delights that such beautiful creatures could bestow and that she whose resemblance I contemplated would, in regarding me, have changed that air of divine benignity to one expressive of disgust and afflight (p.143).
The Creature states: No Eve soothed my sorrows nor shared my thought: I was alone. I remembered Adams supplication to his Creator. But where was mine. He had abandoned me. And in the bitterness of my heart I cursed him (p.131). No Eve soothed my sorrows nor shared my thought: I was alone. I remembered Adams supplication to his Creator. But where was mine. He had abandoned me. And in the bitterness of my heart I cursed him (p.131).
The Creature states: All save I, were at rest or in enjoyment; I like the arch fiend, bore a hell within me, and finding myself unsympathized with, wished to tear up the trees, spread havoc around me, and then to have sat down and enjoyed the ruin (p.136).
Chapter VI: Dracula (The Vampire as prototype for the psychopath)
I was born with the devil in me. I could not help the fact that I was a murderer, no more than the poet can help the inspiration to sing (Larkin, 2003, p.109). H.H. Holmes. I was born with the devil in me. I could not help the fact that I was a murderer, no more than the poet can help the inspiration to sing (Larkin, 2003, p.109). H.H. Holmes. Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest (p.56) (Stoker, 2005) [English saying which Dracula is fond of and which is most apropos for vampires and psychopaths. It allows time for the quick objective (like sucking the blood from another) but no place for the deeper development of intimacy]. [English saying which Dracula is fond of and which is most apropos for vampires and psychopaths. It allows time for the quick objective (like sucking the blood from another) but no place for the deeper development of intimacy].
Sketch One A little girl is walking along a cold mountain path covered with snow when she encounters a poisonous snake. Since the snake is a cold blooded creature it is unable to move due to the cold conditions. It is able, however, to ask the girl for assistance. It states: Little girl, please take me down the mountain side to a place where it is warmer. The little girl replies: I will not pick you up and take you down the mountain side where it is warm because you will then bite me. The snake replies: Oh no, I wont bite you. I will only be grateful that you have been so kind and have provided me with assistance. The little girl, as a good feeling human being, then decides to be kind and she picks the snake up and carries him down the mountainside to where it is warm. The snake immediately bites her in the arm. The girl cries out: Why did you bite me? You promised me that you wouldnt! The snake replies: Little girl what did you expect from me? I am a snake!
Sketch Two There were two squirrels living in the back yard of a little boys house. One squirrel was collecting acorns from under the big oak and storing them in a safe place. The little boy asked the industrious squirrel what he was doing and the squirrel replied. It will be winter soon and I must make sure that I have enough to eat for me and my family- so I am collecting as many nuts as possible so that we will have an ample supply when it gets cold and the food supply would otherwise be exhausted. Oh, said the boy, you are very wise. The little boy then became curious about the other squirrel that was apparently just lounging about and didnt seem to be concerned about the coming cold or the food supply. The little boy decided to ask the second squirrel why he wasnt gathering acorns. The second squirrel replied: Why should I work so had. When I get hungry I will simply hit that other squirrel over the head and take his nuts for my own.
I am glad you found your way in here, for I am sure that there is much that will interest you. These friends – and he laid his hand on some of the books – have been good friends to me, and for some years past, ever since I had the idea of going to London, have given me many, many hours of pleasure. Through them I have come to know your great England; and to know her is to love her. I long to go through the crowded streets of your mighty London, to be in the midst of the whirl and rush of humanity, to share its life, its change, its death, and all that makes it what it is. But alas! As yet I only know your tongue through books. To you my friend, I look that I know it to speak (pp.23/24).
I did not sleep well, though my bed was comfortable enough, for I had all sorts of queer dreams. There was a dog howling all night long under my window, which may have had something to do with it, or it may have been the paprika, for I had to drink up all the water in my carafe, and was still thirsty (p.4).