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Gratis
Herbert Wells

The Island of Doctor Moreau

  • b9468631886compartió una citahace 2 años
    These circumstances threw a haze of mystery round the man. They laid hold of my imagination, and hampered my tongue.
  • Eliscompartió una citahace 4 años
    An animal may be ferocious and cunning enough, but it takes a real man to tell a lie.
  • Eliscompartió una citahace 4 años
    This store which men and women set on pleasure and pain, Prendick, is the mark of the beast upon them,—the mark of the beast from which they came! Pain, pain and pleasure, they are for us only so long as we wriggle in the dust.
  • Eliscompartió una citahace 4 años
    Each of these creatures, despite its human form, its rag of clothing, and the rough humanity of its bodily form, had woven into it—into its movements, into the expression of its countenance, into its whole presence—some now irresistible suggestion of a hog, a swinish taint, the unmistakable mark of the beast.
  • Eliscompartió una citahace 4 años
    I tell you I'm captain of this ship,—captain and owner. I'm the law here, I tell you,—the law and the prophets.
  • ivankakoneva345compartió una citahace 4 años
    Introduction
    ON February the First 1887, the Lady Vain was lost by collision with a derelict when about the latitude 1 degree S. and longitude 107 degrees W.

    On January the Fifth, 1888—that is eleven months and four days after—my uncle, Edward Prendick, a private gentleman, who certainly went aboard the Lady Vain at Callao, and who had been considered drowned, was picked up in latitude 5 degrees 3' S. and longitude 101 degrees W. in a small open boat of which the name was illegible, but which is supposed to have belonged to the missing schooner Ipecacuanha. He gave such a strange account of himself that he was supposed demented. Subsequently he alleged that his mind was a blank from the moment of his escape from the Lady Vain. His case was discussed among psychologists at the time as a curious instance of the lapse of memory consequent upon physical and mental stress. The following narrative was found among his papers by the undersigned, his nephew and heir, but unaccompanied by any definite request for publication.

    The only island known to exist in the region in which my uncle was picked up is Noble's Isle, a small volcanic islet and uninhabited. It was visited in 1891 by H. M. S. Scorpion. A party of sailors then landed, but found nothing living thereon except certain curious white moths, some hogs and rabbits, and some rather peculiar rats. So that this narrative is without confirmation in its most essential particular. With that understood, there seems no harm in putting this strange story before the public in accordance, as I believe, with my uncle's intentions. There is at least this much in its behalf: my uncle passed out of human knowledge about latitude 5 degrees S. and longitude 105 degrees E., and reappeared in the same part of the ocean after a space of eleven months. In some way he must have lived during the interval. And it seems that a schooner called the Ipecacuanha with a drunken captain, John Davies, did start from Africa with a puma and certain other animals aboard in January, 1887, that the vessel
  • Daria Bucompartió una citahace 6 años
    I told him my name, Edward Prendick, and how I had taken to Natural History as a relief from the dullness of my comfortable independence.
  • Fernandacompartió una citahace 7 años
    scurely what an animal feels.
  • Fernandacompartió una citahace 7 años
    So long as visible or audible pain turns you sick; so long as your own pains drive you; so long as pain underlies your propositions about sin,—so long, I tell you, you are an animal, thinking a little less ob
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