It is a hard thing when one has shot sixty-five lions or more, as I have in the course of my life, that the sixty-sixth should chew your leg like a quid of tobacco. It breaks the routine of the thing,...
Fare you well, my brother! Death is good! Thus, indeed, I would die, for I have made me a mat of men to lie on, he cried with a great voice.
Religion which is nothing more of less than sun-worship of a pronounced and highly developed character.
The impotence of human knowledge, and the insolence of its assumption that denies that to be possible which it has no experience of.
Second reason: Because I am laid up here at Durban with the pain in my left leg. Ever since that confounded lion got hold of me I have been liable to this trouble, and being rather bad just now, it ma...
It was a wonderful thing to think for how many thousands of years the dead orb above and the dead city below had gazed thus upon each other, and in the utter solitude of space poured forth each to eac...