Body parts

“But soon” he cried, with sad and solemn enthusiasm “I shall die, and what I now feel be no longer felt. Soon this burning miseries will be extinct. I shall ascend my funeral pile triumphantly, and exult in the agony of torturing flames. The light of that conflagration will fade away; my ashes will be swept into the sea by the winds. My spirit will sleep in peace; or if it thinks, it will not surely think thus. Farewell.” He sprung from the cabin-window, as he said this, upon the ice-raft which lay close to the vessel. He was soon borne away by the waves, and lost in darkness and distance.

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley – Frankenstein: or, the modern Prometheus