The heart of a man to the heart of a maid- Light of my tents, be fleet- Morning awaits at the end… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
OH, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God’s… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Men, not children or servants, tempered and taught to the end; Cleansed of servile panic, slow to dread or despise, Humble because… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
And the end of the fight is tombstone white with the name of the late deceased, and the epitaph drear, "A Fool… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
All good people agree, And all good people say, All nice people, like Us, are We And every one else is They:… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
We never pay anyone Dane-geld, No matter how trifling the cost; For the end of that game is oppression and shame, And… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
The 'eathen in 'is blindness must end where 'e began. But the backbone of the Army is the non-commissioned man! — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
It was the forty-fathom slumber that clears the soul and eye and heart, and sends you to breakfast ravening. They emptied a… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Borrow trouble for yourself, if that's your nature, but don't lend it to your neighbours. — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear. — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
O it's Tommy this, and Tommy that, and Tommy 'ow's your soul/But it's thin red line of heroes when the drums begin to roll. — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Oh, Adam was a gardener, and God who made him sees That half a proper gardener's work is done upon his knees, So when… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees. — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
Call a truce, then, to our labors - let us feast with friends and neighbors, and be merry as the custom of our caste;… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
No one accuses the gunner of maudlin affection for anything except his beasts and his weapons. He serves as least three jealous gods-his horse… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
“One of these days, Strickland is going to write a little book on his experiences. That book will be worth buying; and even more,… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
“Good work does not matter, because a man is judged by his worst output and another man takes all the credit of his best… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
“Those who kill snakes get killed by snakes, said Chuchundra, more sorrowfully than ever.” — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
