Character: Victor Frankenstein

To be monsters too easy. Let's try to be human.

- We were happy.
- No, Victor, YOU were happy.

- You had a brother. Henry Frankenstein - he was with you that night. Was he older or younger than you?
Older.
- And you loved it. And, most likely, it was your idea to go out in the snow. And he has saved you. He died and you survived. Isn't that the thing, Victor? You want to save others from the pain that you have experienced yourself.
- No. No, my goals are much more important. Don't you know? In my opinion, the night brother took the life of me. And I have to restore the balance. Now I have to create life.
Victor, so do not do this. So it will be more and more, and more pain. And no matter what stage you are in is not for you. You're a good man, Victor.

- Motives Finnegan't interest me today I'll change the limits of human life and now this pathetic world that rejected me, will always remember my name!
- If you do anything he wants, remember not the scientist Frankenstein, only the monster.

- I'm not afraid of death, my dear!
Really? And I'm afraid. My wife is dead. Cancer. In sorrow I learned of the death. From the abyss, neither men nor women of no return.
And you don't want to see her? I do not want to return to life?
- She lives. In heaven. And when the abyss will swallow and me - we'll be together again.

- Such as you always stood in the way of progress, but after his victory, their names are buried in oblivion. My creation...
- Careful, Mr. Frankenstein, you're playing with powerful forces, and nature knows no pity.

- I dare to say that Igor and I are on the verge of creating life and death.
- Me your thoughts inspire some anxiety.
- Uh, we're superstitious, right?
- No. I just for the natural order of things.
- And you, what do you say, Igor?
- First, I would agree with you. Look, twenty years ago, these lamps would be considered magic. Your injuries in the circus would have been fatal. Every day science and technology change our way of life. I have a good example.
And it is not challenged!
- Death is another matter.

- Why are you stupid grim?
- So, I'm a clown.
- What are you a clown? You are the doctor who directly performed the surgery!
Well... I'm a doctor-clown.

Well, it seems we have an experimental, doubtful-Egyptian origin, who at some point in their lives decided to sharpen his teeth, cover characters and develop the shell.

If you can't stand the nightmares - do not go to sleep.

Why am I not dead? More miserable than any of the people why I did not fall into oblivion and not at peace? Death takes away many blooming children, the only hope of loving parents; so many brides and youthful lovers are now in the Prime of life and hopes, and the next day become the prey of worms and rot in the grave. Out of the same material I made that could withstand so many attacks, from which my torture continuously renewed exactly on the wheel.

I believe there's a place between heaven and hell, between the living and the dead. A beautiful place of everlasting rebirth, perhaps even salvation. Do you believe in such a place? That's just to get there, you will have to pay. Everything has its price.

And yet sometimes you want to your force someone to believe.

You threaten me with death? If you want to scare me, threaten my life.