When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains, and the women come out to cut up what remains, jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier. — 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
