How does society contaminate the heart of the creature?Details & Quotes & Plenty of example? Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
Once he is abandoned by his creator, the monster in Frankenstein is left to fiend for himself. The first person the monster meets is a shepherd eating breakfast. The monster describes to Victor how the shepherd ran screaming at the sight of him.
He turned on hearing a noise; and, perceiving me, shrieked loudly, and, quitting the hut, ran across the fields with a speed of which his debilitated form hardly appeared capable. His appearance, different from any I had ever before seen, and his flight, somewhat surprised me. (Chapter 11).
The monster learns about social interactions, reading, and about family by viewing the family of the De Laceys. Through a small hole, he watches the family through a small hole as hey go about their days. Though they do not see him, he begins to consider himself a part of the family as he chops wood and looks for ways to help them, so that after a winter of watching them, he wants to talk with them.
He begins chapter 13 by saying his story will now change and explain why he is how is his now.
I NOW HASTEN to the more moving part of my story. I shall relate events that impressed me with feelings which, from what I had been, have made me what I am.
Here we see that some action about to be described shows us how society has caused this monster to become the monster he is. Until this point, he has done nothing violent.
When he shows himself to the family, the violent reaction they recieve scars him. He realizes that though he watched them carefully and considered himself a part of their family, they did not reciprocate.
The gentle words of Agatha, and the animated smiles of the charming Arabian were not for me. The mild exhortations of the old man, and the lively conversation of the loved Felix, were not for me. Miserable, unhappy wretch!
I cannot describe to you the agony that these reflections inflicted upon me: I tried to dispel them, but sorrow only increased with knowledge. Oh, that I had forever remained in my native wood, nor known nor felt beyond the sensations of hunger, thirst, and heat! (Chapter 13)