The most human person in this book is the "Monster" and people don't realize it. The monster realizes what hatred does to people, and what racism does. He cared for a family that didn't even know he existed all because he loved them. He still cared for Victor even though he abandoned him, he didn't even name him. He loved a society that turned his back on him before he even got a chance to figure what he was. The "Monster" took responsibility for his actions, and admitted that he killed William, framed Justine, and killed Clerval. He even openly admitted to Victor that he would kill Elizabeth on their wedding night.
"These wonderful narrations inspired me with strange feelings. Was man, indeed at once so powerful, so virtous, and magnificent, yet vicious and base? He appeared at one time a mere scion of the evil principle, and at another as all that can be conceived as noble and godlike. To be great and virtuous man appeared the highest honour that can befall a sensitive being; to be base and vicious, as many on record have been, appeared the lowest degradation, a condition more abject than that of the blind mole or harmless worm. For a long time I could not conceive how one man could go forth to murder his fellow, or even why there were laws and governments; but when I heard details of vice and bloodshed, my wonder ceased, and I turned away with disgust and loathing." (pg 84)
The monster spent all this time in isolation and he had to constanly deal with hatred for something he had no control over. The monster has the ability to realize that mankind is their own destruction, we get stuff and yet we want more. The more he learned about the past, however, the more he realized that he didn't want to really know anything about mankind.
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