Mr. Frankenstein even said himself, “I had worked hard for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I had deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation...” (Ch. 5). This statement shows how in love Victor was with his work. He didn’t sleep or eat and often fell ill just to finish this project, but there’s a questions to be answered. If he was so in love with his work, why is it he left it? Surely he knew what it would look like, since he constructed it himself; he shouldn’t at all be surprised. Victor Frankenstein was so enthralled in his work and the sciences of it that he should have, like anyone, been accepting and love the mere fact that he created life. I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt and say he’s picky, which is fair. He did work very hard and when things don’t go into play, it would make anyone angry or frustrated. He could have, very well, been scared of it because he didn’t know what to expect next; the same goes for a baby. We know not what a baby is capable of, but we teach it. So why not this being …show more content…
He even said, when Victor said he wouldn’t make a companion for him,"You are in the wrong and, instead of threatening, I am content to reason with you.”and “If you consent, neither you nor any other human being shall ever see us again… The picture I present to you is peaceful and human, and you must feel that you could deny it only in the wantonness of power and cruelty. Pitiless as you have been towards me, I now see compassion in your eyes; let me seize the favourable moment, and persuade you to promise what I so ardently desire.”(Ch. 17). He even goes to explain his reasons for killing: “I am malicious because I am miserable. Am I not shunned and hated by all mankind? You, my creator, would tear me to pieces, and triumph; remember that, and tell me why I should pity man more than he pities me? You would not call it murder if you could precipitate me into one of those ice-rifts, and destroy my frame, the work of your own hands. Shall I respect man when he contemns me?” (Ch.