Edgar Rice Burroughs

Edgar Rice Burroughs

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Portrait of Edgar Rice Burroughs Edgar Rice Burroughs,  Pellucidar

“ Perry was my best friend.
Dian, of course, I looked upon as more than friend. She was my mate—a part of me.
I had entirely forgotten the rifle in my hand and the revolvers at my belt; one does not readily synchronize his thoughts with the stone age and the twentieth century simultaneously.
Now from past habit I still thought in the stone age, and in my thoughts of the stone age there were no thoughts of firearms.
The fellow was almost upon Perry when the feel of the gun in my hand awoke me from the lethargy of terror that had gripped me.
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Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Edgar Rice Burroughs Edgar Rice Burroughs,  Pellucidar

“ My own predicament weighed less heavily upon me than the loss of Perry, for I loved the old fellow.
That I should ever win the opposite slopes of the range I began to doubt, for though I am naturally sanguine, I imagine that the bereavement which had befallen me had cast such a gloom over my spirits that I could see no slightest ray of hope for the future.
Then, too, the blighting, gray oblivion of the cold, damp clouds through which I wandered was distressing. Hope thrives best in sunlight, and I am sure that it does not thrive at all in a fog.
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Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Edgar Rice Burroughs Edgar Rice Burroughs,  Pellucidar

“ With the aid of my map, which I had kept with great care during my march with the Sagoths in search of the great secret, I arrived at Sari at last. As I topped the lofty plateau in whose rocky cliffs the principal tribe of Sarians find their cave-homes, a great hue and cry arose from those who first discovered me.
Like wasps from their nests the hairy warriors poured from their caves. The bows with their poison-tipped arrows, which I had taught them to fashion and to use, were raised against me.
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Source: Gutenberg

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