Who would you rather be?
Victor Frankenstein who had a family and fiance that loved him dearly but were all murdered only to leave Victor all alone feeling hellish remorse...
or
The creature (a.k.a Frankenstein) who never felt the love of another--not even his creator; but rather, was only hated and excluded by society for his monstrous looks?
The question depends on how you feel about this: is it better to have had and lost better than not having at all?