[..] it has remained for man alone among all creatures to kill senselessly and wantonly for the mere pleasure of inflicting suffering and death.
We must not give ourselves time to think, for in that direction lies madness.
We are, all of us, creatures of habit, and when the seeeming necessity for schooling ourselves in new ways ceases to exist, we fall naturally and easily into the manner and customs which long usage ha...
We all loved him, and our slaves fairly worshipped the ground he trod.
Waking or sleeping, it seemed that she constantly saw that dark body dropping, swift and silent, into the cold, grim sea.
There was no need for words—at least none that I could imagine, unless Perry desired to pray. And I was quite sure that he would,
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.
THREE days crawled slowly out of the east and followed one another across the steaming jungle and over the edge of the world beyond.
THIS IS THE HOUSE OF TARZAN, THE KILLER OF BEASTS AND MANY BLACK MEN. DO NOT HARM THE THINGS WHICH ARE TARZAN'S. TARZAN WATCHES. TARZAN OF THE APES.
P56-his reason told him that he was of a different race from his wild and hairy companions
P33- the son of an english lord and an english lady nursed at the breast of kala, the great ape.
Imagine, if you can, a huge grizzly with ten legs armed with mighty talons and an enormous froglike mouth splitting his head from ear to ear, exposing three rows of long, white tusks. Then endow this...
I have long had in mind a plan to thwart death, but it required another with skill equal to mine—two such might live for ever. I have selected you to be that other, for reasons that I already have exp...
I feel always that I am a prisoner.
I am a very old man; how old I do not know. Possibly I am a hundred, possibly more; but I cannot tell because I have never aged as other men, nor do I remember any childhood. So far as I can recollect...
Even brave men, and D'Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.
At heart they hate their horrid fates, and so wreak their poor spite on me who stand for everything they have not, and for all they most crave and never can attain. Let us pity them, my chieftain, for...
No fiction is worth reading except for entertainment. If it entertains and is clean, it is good literature, or its kind. If it forms the habit of reading, in people who might not read otherwise, it is...
Средний человеческий ум не верит тому, чего он не в состоянии постигнуть.
The bridesmaid's hand in his, Hazel and I think it would be ripping to make it a double wedding. The