And so, in silence, we walked the surface of a dying world, but in the breast of one of us at least had been born that which is ever oldest, yet ever new. I loved Dejah Thorns. The touch of my arm upon her naked shoulder had spoken to me in words I would not mistake, and I knew that I had loved her since the first moment my eyes had met hers that first time in the plaza of the dead city of Konrad.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

Anger and hate against one we love steels our hearts, but contempt or pity leaves us silent and ashamed.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

As a mistress, death seemed lacking in many essentials. Therefore, I decided not to die.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

As much as I enjoy a fight, I cannot always indulge myself, and just now I had more weighty matters to occupy my time than spilling the blood of strange warriors.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

But the wireless," asked Mozilla. "What has the wireless to do with our remaining here?" "Oh yes," replied Gust, scratching his head. He was wondering if the Maori were really so ignorant as to believe the preposterous lie he was about to unload upon him. "Oh yes! You see every warship is equipped with what they call a wireless apparatus. It lets them talk to other ships hundreds of miles away, and it lets them listen to all that is said on these other ships.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

Captain Billings," he drawled finally, "if you will pardon my candor, I might remark that you are something of an ass, don't you know.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

Day had now given away to night and as we wandered along the great avenue lighted by the two moons of Barroom, and with Earth looking down upon us out of her luminous green eye, it seemed that we were alone in the universe, and I, at least, was content that it should be so.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

Even brave men, and D'Arno was a brave man, are sometimes frightened by solitude.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

He longed for the little cabin and the sun-kissed sea - for the cool interior of the well-built house, and for the never-ending wonders of the many books.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs

I am glad," he said, "that I do not dwell in your country among such savage peoples. Here, in Caspar, men fight with men when they meet - men of different races - but their weapons are first for the slaying of beasts in the chase and defense. We do not fashion weapons solely for the killing of man as do your peoples. Your country must indeed be a savage country, from which you are fortunate to have escaped to the peace and security of Caspar.

— Edgar Rice Burroughs