Frankenstein reflects the spirit of Romanticism in several ways. One is that the book is suffused with exactly the kinds of macabre, disturbing imagery that fascinated the Romantics. For a generation of artists and writers intrigued by intense emotion, horror was viewed as one aspect of the sublime, and Frankenstein, with a monster cobbled together from human body parts that eventually murders several humans, was certainly full of horror and the macabre. Frankenstein also invited readers to sympathize with the monster's internal stuggles. Shelley invokes a sense of pathos by describing how the monster can gain an education but never a companion. Perhaps most fundamentally, the Romantics tended to view the rationalism of the Enlightenment with suspicion. In Frankenstein, the limits of reason and the human intellect are revealed. Victor Frankenstein's intellect has literally created a monster.