Beast?" Jane Murmured. "then God Make Me

Death, Only, Renders Hope Futile.

A Warrior May Change His Metal, But Not His Heart.

I Am Tarzan Of The Apes. I Want You. I Am Yours. You Are Mine. We Live Here Together Always In My House. I Will Bring You The Best Of Fruits, The Tenderest Deer, The Finest Meats That Roam The Jungle. I Will Hunt For You. I Am The Greatest Of The Jungle Fighters. I Will Fight For You. I Am The Mightiest Of The Jungle Fighters. You Are Jane Porter, I Saw It In Your Letter. When You See This You Will Know That It Is For You And That Tarzan Of The Apes Loves You.

I Loved Her. I Still Love Her, Though I Curse Her In My Sleep, So Nearly One Are Love And Hate, The Two Most Powerful And Devasting Emotions That Control Man, Nations, Life.

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.