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“Roosevelt set his sights on a strikingly tall man striding into camp alongside one of the native’s harems. He had no female companions, yet he was also naked and carried a spear and bow in Nhambiquara fashion. As the man approached, Roosevelt’s mouth lay agape noticing that he bore a full beard and his skin pigmentation was unquestionably white, and yet he was weathered to a leathery brown. The”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“What I found there disturbed me greatly. Warriors danced and whooped around blazing fires with their faces painted red and colored in black soot in the unmistakable manner of impending warfare.”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“Power,” Kermit said, “the opium of malcontents.” Roosevelt rubbed his chin. “This is all extremely disconcerting. All of these men have access to guns and ammunition.” “Let”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“Well,” Dr. Cajazeira interrupted. “Your remaining eye deteriorates further with the jaundice. I’m afraid there is little I can do for you here in the wilderness. My best advice to you, senhor President, is to leave the hunting to more able-bodied members of the expedition before someone is injured or killed.” Roosevelt seethed. “No,” he said, shaking his head vigorously. “No one is going to take my rifle away, nobody! Did you hear me? I am not to be treated like a scolded child.” Dr.”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“Theodore Roosevelt had made numerous decisions during his long and storied career—some were good, some bad, some indifferent, and some that turned out to be absolute disasters. He always firmly believed the nature of a good leader was not to be perfect—men were mortal and not Gods—but to be bold, hold true to your own principles, and to issue quick and decisive edicts. Roosevelt often marveled at the instincts”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“They have many rites-of-passage when their men become of age, like drinking hoasca made from the sap of cipó vine that will force you to listen to the voices of dead ancestors for many days, or withstanding the beatings of the tribe’s females using a whip made of thin tree branches.”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“Doctor!” Roosevelt implored. “Please…” “Father, it’s okay,” Kermit said reassuringly. “I’ve known of your malaria for some time. Did you not think I could recognize the symptoms of a disease for which I myself am infected?” “Kermit,”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“Father, it’s okay,” Kermit said reassuringly. “I’ve known of your malaria for some time. Did you not think I could recognize the symptoms of a disease for which I myself am infected?” “Kermit,”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“Roosevelt rolled over and peered at his snoring twenty-four-year-old son, cloaked within the hut’s darkness. Beside Kermit’s cot and under a dying candle, Teddy could discern an open book, a parcel of paper and a pen, and a dog-eared photograph, presumably of Kermit’s fiancée, the lovely Belle.”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“The permeating heat, combined with Teddy’s lifetime struggle with asthma, often felt like a prizefighter’s right-handed roundhouse to his fifty-four-year-old gut. And to make matters worse—and verified by personal accounts offered by the experienced Brazilian officers—his misery would only worsen as they descended into the heart of the Amazon’s sweltering jungle. Theodore Roosevelt possessed a keen sense of own body’s steady decline with his advancing age, and he inwardly bemoaned the lessening of his usual copious vitality. If only I could recapture just a sliver of youth, he pondered. If only I could gather enough strength to reclaim some of my former vigor, before all is lost on this most inhospitable continent.  Yet”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“Theodore Roosevelt possessed a keen sense of own body’s steady decline with his advancing age, and he inwardly bemoaned the lessening of his usual copious vitality. If only I could recapture just a sliver of youth, he pondered. If only I could gather enough strength to reclaim some of my former vigor, before all is lost on this most inhospitable continent.  Yet”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex

“Colonel Roosevelt, few secrets are kept on an expedition through the jungle, especially when it comes to malaria. You are surrounded by men of the Amazon; they can smell its symptoms like bloodhounds. Your own son may be the only remaining victim of your poorly hidden deceit.” “I”
― Mark Paul Jacobs, How Teddy Roosevelt Slew the Last Mighty T-Rex