There can be no community between you and me; we are enemies.

Begone, or let us try our strength in a fight, in which one must fall." "How can I move thee?
Will no entreaties cause thee to turn a favourable eye upon thy creature, who implores thy goodness and compassion?
Believe me, Frankenstein, I was benevolent; my soul glowed with love and humanity; but am I not alone, miserably alone?
You, my creator, abhor me; what hope can I gather from your fellow creatures, who owe me nothing?
They spurn and hate me.

The desert mountains and dreary glaciers are my refuge.

I have wandered here many days; the caves of ice, which I only do not fear, are a dwelling to me, and the only one which man does not grudge.

These bleak skies I hail, for they are kinder to me than your fellow beings.