Still stands thine ancient sacrifice - An humble and a contrite heart. — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
The tumalt and shouting dies, The captains and the kings depart. Still stands thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heat. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget. — 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
