I had been trying to find a publisher who would put some of my stuff into book form, but I met with no encouragement. Every well-known publisher in the United States turned down Tarzan of the Apes, including A.C. McClurg & Co., who finally …

Edgar Rice Burroughs
एडगर राइस बरोज
American writer (1875–1950)
46 pieces
- Lived
- 1875–1950
- Born
- Chicago
- Died
- Encino
- Nationality
- United States
- Known as
- screenwriter, writer, novelist, children's writer
- Era
- 20th century
Read more:Wikipedia ↗Wikiquote ↗Wikidata ↗
Works (46)
No amount of money today could possibly give me the thrill that first $400 check gave me. My first story was entitled, "Dejah Thoris, Princess of Mars." Metcalf changed it to "Under the Moons of Mars." It was later published in book form …
I have often been asked how I came to write. The best answer is that I needed the money. When I started I was 35 and had failed in every enterprise I had ever attempted.
All my life I have been kicked and cuffed by such as that, and yet always have I gone out when they commanded, singing, to give up my life if need be to keep them in power. Only lately have I come to know what a fool I have been. But now I …
Thus Bradley reasoned—thus most of us reason; not by what might be possible; but by what has fallen within the range of our experience.
Past experience suggested that the great wings were a part of some ingenious mechanical device, for the limitations of the human mind, which is always loath to accept aught beyond its own little experience, would not permit him to …
This was a new menace that threatened them, something that they couldn’t explain; and so, naturally, it aroused within them superstitious fear.
I could have kicked myself for the snob and the cad that my thoughts had proven me—me, who had always prided myself that I was neither the one nor the other!
What was this hold she had upon me? Was I bewitched, that my mind refused to function sanely, and that judgment and reason were dethroned by some mad sentiment which I steadfastly refused to believe was love? I had never been in love. I …
I was not at the time well enough acquainted with Caspakian ways to know that truthfulness and loyalty are two of the strongest characteristics of these primitive people. They are not sufficiently cultured to have become adept in …
She was quite the most wonderful animal that I have ever looked upon, and what few of her charms her apparel hid, it quite effectively succeeded in accentuating.
That night the clouds broke, and the moon shone down upon our little ledge; and there, hand in hand, we turned our faces toward heaven and plighted our troth beneath the eyes of God. No human agency could have married us more sacredly than …
I was sure that Lys was dead. I wanted myself to die, and yet I clung to life—useless and hopeless and harrowing a thing as it had become. I clung to life because some ancient, reptilian forbear had clung to life and transmitted to me …
She was a dear girl and a stanch and true comrade—more like a man than a woman.
Like all his kind and all other bullies, von Schoenvorts was a coward at heart.
But metaphor, however poetic, never slaked a dry throat.
“There is only one place you can go,” von Schoenvorts sent word to me, “and that is Kiel. You can’t land anywhere else in these waters. If you wish, I will take you there, and I can promise that you will be treated well.” “There is another …
I verily believe that a man’s way with women is in inverse ratio to his prowess among men. The weakling and the saphead have often great ability to charm the fair sex, while the fighting man who can face a thousand real dangers unafraid, …
I sat for hours cross-legged, and cross-tempered, upon my silks meditating upon the queer freaks chance plays upon us poor devils of mortals.
I have ever been prone to seek adventure and to investigate and experiment where wiser men would have left well enough alone.
Fingerprints prove you Greystoke. Congratulations. D'Arnot.
Smiles are the foundation of beauty.
The poor dear cannot differentiate between erudition and wisdom.
Two keen eyes had watched every move of the party from the foliage of a nearby tree. Tarzan had seen the surprise caused by his notice, and while he could understand nothing of the spoken language of these strange people their gestures and …