Am I alive and a reality, or am I but a dream?
In one respect at least the Martians are a happy people, they have no lawyers.
If I had followed my better judgment always, my life would have been a very dull one.
The time has arrived when patience becomes a crime and mayhem appears garbed in a manner of virtue
You are here for but an instant, and you mustn't take yourself too seriously
A warrior may change his metal, but not his heart.
It is a characteristic of the weak and criminal to attribute to others the misfortunes that are the result of their own wickedness.
For myself, I always assume that a lion is ferocious, and so I am never caught off my guard.
Imagination is but another name for super intelligence.
I got this story from someone who had no business in the telling of it.
I shall have to believe even though I cannot understand.
Traveling through space is stupifyingly monotonous.
Golf is a mental disorder.
Beast?" Jane murmured. "Then God make me a beast; for, man or beast, I am yours.
They say that none of us exists, except in the imagination of his fellows, other than as an intangible, invisible mentality.
I have discovered that the world over, unusual weather prevails at all times of the year.
It must be that I am dreaming, and that I shall awaken in a moment to see that awful knife descending toward my heart- kiss me, dear, just once before I lose my dream forever." -Jane-
In that little party there was not one who would desert another; yet we were of different countries, different colours, different races, different religions--and one of us was of a different world.
Mine own people do not care for me, John Carter; I am too unlike them. It is a sad fate, since I must live my life amongst them.
Exsistance is not the cure it is the problem
There was but a single forlorn hope, and I took it.
Captain Billings," he drawled finally, "if you will pardon my candor, I might remark that you are something of an ass, don't you know.
We are between the wild thoat of certainty and the mad zitidar of fact.
When Tarzan killed he more often smiled than scowled, and smiles are the foundation of beauty.
Men were indeed more foolish and more cruel than the beasts of the jungle! How fortunate was he who lived in the peace and security of the great forest!
Teach me to speak the language of men.
I am a very old man. How old I do not know. It is possible I am a hundred, maybe more. I cannot tell because I have never aged as other men do.
The more one knows of one's religion the less one believes - no one living knows more of mine than I.
...those features are burned so deep into my memory and my heart that I should recognize them anywhere in the world from among a thousand others, who might appear identical to any one but me.
He longed for the little cabin and the sun-kissed sea - for the cool interior of the well-built house, and for the never-ending wonders of the many books.
My mind is evidently so constituted that I am subconsciously forced into the path of duty without recourse to tiresome mental processes.
...my civilization is not even skin deep - it does not go deeper than my clothes.
I understand that you belittle all sentiments of generosity and kindness, but I do not, and I can convince your most doughty warrior that these characteristics are not incompatible with an ability to fight.
I feel always that I am a prisoner.
And so he learned to read. From then on his progress was rapid.
...it was his misfortune that most of the men he knew preferred immaculate linen and their clubs to nakedness and the jungle. It was, of course, difficult to understand, yet it was very evident that they did.
... but life would be very miserable indeed were I to spend it in terror of the thing that has not yet happened.
If people were paid for writing rot such as I read in some of those magazines that I could write stories just as rotten.
Even brave men, and D'Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.
He was a mighty beast, mightily muscled, and the urge that has made males fight since the dawn of life on earth filled him with the blood-lust and the thirst to slay;
I had had to discard my rifle
To lose the only creature in all his world who ever had manifested love and affection for him was the greatest tragedy he had ever known.
And yet I feel that I cannot go on living forever;
To Jane the strange apparition of this god-like man was as wine to sick nerves.
From a lofty perch Tarzan viewed the village of thatched huts across the intervening plantation.
Why, I never did believe it,
The lion was quite close to him now—but a few paces intervened—he crouched, and then, with a deafening roar, he sprang.
There is much which I have left out; much which I have not dared to tell; but you will find the story of his second search for Dejah Thoris, Princess of Helium, even more remarkable than was his first
Twenty years have intervened; for ten of them I lived and fought for Dejah Thoris and her people, and for ten I have lived upon her memory.
P33- the wail of the living had answered the call of universal motherhood within her wild beast which the dead could not still.
There was one slight, desperate chance, and that I decided I must take--it was for Dejah Thoris, and no man has lived who would not risk a thousand deaths for such as she.
And could she love where she feared?
The scene he witnessed there in the twilight depths of the African jungle was burned forever into the Englishman's brain.
Resurrection
Those who know say that the most painful punishment that can be inflicted upon an adult male, short of injuring him, is a good, old fashioned shaking.
Waking or sleeping, it seemed that she constantly saw that dark body dropping, swift and silent, into the cold, grim sea.
how a force of six or eight fighting men could have done so unobserved is beyond me. We shall soon know, however, for here comes the royal psychologist. )
(..)how a force of six or eight fighting men could have done so unobserved is beyond me. We shall soon know, however, for here comes the royal psychologist.
Tut, tut! I have often admonished my pupils to count ten before speaking. Were I you, Mr. Philander, I should count at least a thousand, and then maintain a discreet silence.
For an instant I was dumbfounded.
I fear that there is something more serious than accident here, Mr. Brently," said the captain.
Give a Martian woman a chance and death must take a back seat.
The path of the mighty beast was guided telepathically by the two people who sat in a huge saddle that was cinched to the thoat's broad back.
And what difference does it make, anyway, what you like and what you don't like? You are here for but an instant, and you mustn't take yourself too seriously.
Captain Billings," he drawled finally, "if you will pardon my candor, I might remark that you are something of an ass.
I wish to Heaven that I might forget. It would be so much easier than to go through life always remembering what might have been.
I have ever been prone to seek adventure and to investigate and experiment where wiser men would have left well enough alone.
Whatever I may do to serve you will be prompted solely from selfish motives, since it gives me more pleasure to serve you than not.
Bowen!" she cried. "Your knife!
Kho closed and sought my jugular with his teeth. He seemed to forget the hatchet dangling by
[...] smiles are the foundation of beauty.
[..] it has remained for man alone among all creatures to kill senselessly and wantonly for the mere pleasure of inflicting suffering and death.
