I trod heaven in my thoughts, now exulting in my powers, now burning with the idea of their effects. From my infancy I was imbued wtih hugh hopes and a lofty ambition; but how am i sunk! Oh! my friend, if you had known me as I once was, you would not recognzse me in this state of degradation. Despondency rarely visited my heart; a high destiny seemed to bear me on, until i fell, never, never again to rise
Vic's story is over. Shortly before this quote, Walton wants to know details of the creature's creation and Vic reprimands him for wanting to know.