I loved her. I still love her, though I curse her in my sleep, so nearly one are love and hate, the… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
Anger and hate against one we love steels our hearts, but contempt or pity leaves us silent and ashamed. — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
Fortunate indeed are those in which there is combined a little good and a little bad, a little knowledge of many things… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
It must be that I am dreaming, and that I shall awaken in a moment to see that awful knife descending toward my heart-… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
“If man spoke only when he had something worth while to say and said that as quickly as possible, ninety-eight per cent of the… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
For a time Jack was angry; but when he had been without the jacket for a short while he began to realize that being… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
Even brave men, and D'Arnot was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude. — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
“I am a very old man. How old I do not know. It is possible I am a hundred, maybe more. I cannot tell… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
“Mine own people do not care for me, John Carter; I am too unlike them. It is a sad fate, since I must live… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
“Imagine, if you can, a huge grizzly with ten legs armed with mighty talons and an enormous froglike mouth splitting his head from ear… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
This was life! Ah, how he loved it! Civilization held nothing like this in its narrow and circumscribed sphere, hemmed in by restrictions and… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
“The path of the mighty beast was guided telepathically by the two people who sat in a huge saddle that was cinched to the… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
“The whole fabric of our religion is based on superstitious belief in lies that have been foisted upon us for ages by those directly… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
“A thousand times rather face the wild hordes of the dead sea bottoms than meet the eyes of this beautiful young girl and tell… — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
