734 Quotes by Rudyard Kipling

And Ye take mine honour from me if Ye take away the sea!

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 and all its sadlery and harness; his gun, whose least detail of efficiency is more important than men's lives; and, when these have been attended to, the never-ending mystery of his art commands him.

We have learned to whittle the Eden Tree to the shape of a surplice peg, We have learned to bottle our parents twain in the yelk of an addled egg. We know that the tail must wag the dog, for the horse is drawn by the cart, But the devil whoops, as he whooped of old; It's clever, but is it art?

Your new-caught, sullen peoples, / Half-devil and half child.

An' for all 'is dirty 'ide / 'E was white, clear white inside / When 'e went to tend the wounded under fire.

And when your back stops aching and your hands begin to harden, You will find yourself a partner in the Glory of the Garden.

Go softly by that river side Or when you would depart, You'll find its every winding tied; And knotted round your heart.

The Guns, Thank God, The Guns...

And your rooms at college was beastly - more like a whore's than a man's.