Even Brave Men, And D'arnot Was A

Fortunate Indeed Are Those In Which There Is Combined A Little Good And A Little Bad, A Little Knowledge Of Many Things Outside Their Own Callings, A Capacity For Love And A Capacity For Hate, For Such As These Can Look With Tolerance Upon All, Unbiased By The Egotism Of Him Whose Head Is So Heavy On One Side That All His Brains Run To That Point.

Yes, I Was A Fool, But I Was In Love, And Though I Was Suffering The Greatest Misery I Had Ever Known I Would Not Have Had It Otherwise For All The Riches Of Barsoom. Such Is Love, And Such Are Lovers Wherever Love Is Known.

When Tarzan Killed He More Often Smiled Than Scowled, And Smiles Are The Foundation Of Beauty.

Could It Be That There Were Other Things More Desirable Than Cold Logic And Undefiled Brain Power?

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