Kadonnut Maailma
1912
Kadonnut Maailma
1912
Translated by Martti Hela
London, 1907. Edward Malone is a ordinary man who wants desperately to be extraordinary. The woman he loves has rejected him as too prosaic, too unremarkable. Then he encounters Professor George Challenger, a scientist whose reputation for brilliant discovery is matched only by his contempt for fools. Challenger claims to have found something impossible: a lost world in the Amazon, a plateau where evolution continued while the rest of the Earth moved on, populated by pterodactyls and creatures thought extinct for millennia. Malone signs on. What follows is a journey into the heart of darkness and prehistory, where the expedition battles creatures that have no name, where alliances fracture under pressure, and where Challenger's insufferable arrogance turns out to be entirely justified. This is the book that invented the lost world genre, a tale that pulses with the raw adventure of an age when men believed the unknown still held wonders waiting to be found. It speaks to anyone who has ever felt ordinary and longed for a chance to prove otherwise.
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“There are times, young fellah, when every one of us must make a stand for human right and justice, or you never feel clean again.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“So tomorrow we disappear into the unknown. This account I am transmitting down the river by canoe, and it may be our last word to those who are interested in our fate.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“Some believe what separates men from animals is our ability to reason. Others say it’s language or romantic love, or opposable thumbs. Living here in this lost world, I’ve come to believe it is more than our biology. What truly makes us human is our unending search, our abiding desire for immortality.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“One must wait till it comes.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“I have wrought my simple planIf I give one hour of joyTo the boy who’s half a man,Or the man who’s half a boy.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“Brain, character, soul”
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“There's many a man who never tells his adventures, for he can't hope to be believed.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“He was too absurd to make me angry. Indeed, it was a waste of energy, for if you were going to be angry with this man you would be angry all the time.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“There are strange red depths in the soul of the most commonplace man.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
