They Say That None Of Us Exists,

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

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.

They Say That None Of Us Exists, Except In The Imagination Of His Fellows, Other Than As An Intangible, Invisible Mentality.

I Shall Have To Believe Even Though I Cannot Understand.

I Loathed Poverty And I Would Have Liked To Put My Hands On The Party Who Said That Poverty Is An Honorable Estate. It Is An Indication Of Inefficiency And Nothing More. There Is Nothing Honorable Or Fine About It.