I Could Write Stories Just As Rotten.

Beast?" Jane Murmured. "then God Make Me A Beast; For, Man Or Beast, I Am Yours.

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

I Write To Escape ... To Escape Poverty.

It Is A Characteristic Of The Weak And Criminal To Attribute To Others The Misfortunes That Are The Result Of Their Own Wickedness.

I Do Not Think That I Am Ever Overconfident. I Am Merely Wholly Confident, And I Maintain That There Is All The Difference In The World There.