Beast?" Jane Murmured. "then God Make Me

I Got This Story From Someone Who Had No Business In The Telling Of It.

This Was Life! Ah, How He Loved It! Civilization Held Nothing Like This In Its Narrow And Circumscribed Sphere, Hemmed In By Restrictions And Conventionalities. Even Clothes Were A Hindrance And A Nuisance. At Last He Was Free. He Had Not Realized What A Prisoner He Had Been.

The Time Has Arrived When Patience Becomes A Crime And Mayhem Appears Garbed In A Manner Of Virtue

I Knew Nothing About The Technique Of Story Writing, And Now, After Eighteen Years Of Writing, I Still Know Nothing About The Technique, Although With The Publication Of My New Novel, Tarzan And The Lost Empire, There Are 31 Books On My List.

It Never Seems To Occur To Some People, That, Like Beauty, A Sense Of Humor May Sometimes Be Fatal.