“ ‘Heaven forbid! even if you were really criminal; for that can only drive you to desperation, and not instigate you to virtue.
“But this was a luxury of sensation that could not endure; I became fatigued with excess of bodily exertion, and sank on the damp grass in the sick impotence of despair.
O el moderno Prometeo, es interesante el modo en que este supuesto Dios se aleja de su creación por miedo
The birth of the gothic narrative was arguably bolstered by Shelley's 'Frankenstein'. Simply philosophically engaging when one considers how at its core is the question of whether the evil that's prevalent in the world was manufactured by inhumanity.
We read it for the Southern African English Olympiad this year (2016) where we explored the leitmotif: The Darkness in Man's Heart.
p.s: I especial love the archaic diction - palatable.