Ye kill before midnight, be silent, and wake not the woods with
The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. To be your own man is hard business. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no pr...
We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse.
San Francisco is a mad city - inhabited for the most part by perfectly insane people whose women are of a remarkable beauty.
Chasing silly rose leaves
There's no jealousy in the grave.
Roman Centurion's SongLEGATE, I had the news last night - my cohort ordered home By ships to Portus Itius and thence by road to Rome. I've marched the companies aboard, the arms are stowed below: Now...
Open the old cigar-box .....let me consider anew..... Old friends, and who is Maggie that I should abandon you? A million surplus Maggies are willing 'o bear the yoke; And a woman is only a woman, but...
One of the beauties of Jungle Law is that punishment settles all scores. There is no nagging afterward.
Now Rann the Kite brings home the nightThat Mang the Bat sets free—The herds are shut in byre and hutFor loosed till dawn are we.This is the hour of pride and power,Talon and tush and claw.
For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.
There are nine and sixty ways of constructing tribal lays and every single one of them is right.
When Earth's last picture is painted And the tubes are twisted and dried When the oldest colors have faded And the youngest critic has died We shall rest, and faith, we shall need it Lie down for an a...
TWENTY bridges from Tower to Kew -Wanted to know what the River knew, Twenty Bridges or twenty-two,
Remember, Bagheera loved thee, he cried, and bounded away. At the foot of the hill he cried again long and loud, Good hunting on a new trail, Master of the Jungle! Remember, Bagheera loved thee.
Now India is a place beyond all others where one must not take things too seriously—the midday sun always excepted.
It seems - and who so astonished as they? - that they had held back material facts; that they were guilty of both suppressio veri and suggestio falsi (well-known gods against whom they often offended)...
At two o'clock in the morning, if you open your window and listen,You will hear the feet of the Wind that is going to call the sun.
If I were hanged on the highest hill Mother o' mine O mother o' mine! I know whose love would follow me still Mother o' mine O mother o' mine!
Gawd knows and 'E won't split on a pal.