Death, Only, Renders Hope Futile.

Traveling Through Space Is Stupifyingly Monotonous.

In One Respect At Least The Martians Are A Happy People, They Have No Lawyers.

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

I Knew Nothing About The Technique Of Story Writing, And Now, After Eighteen Years Of Writing, I Still Know Nothing About The Technique, Although With The Publication Of My New Novel, Tarzan And The Lost Empire, There Are 31 Books On My List.

Death, Only, Renders Hope Futile.