Rudyard Kipling Quotes

Rudyard Kipling

British (Indian-born) author (1865 - 1936)

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The heart of a man to the heart of a maid - Light of my tents, be fleet - Morning awaits at the end of the world, And the world is all at our feet.

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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!

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Take everything you like seriously, except yourselves.

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He wrapped himself in quotations- as a beggar would enfold himself in the purple of Emperors.

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Funny how the new things are the old things.

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Every woman knows all about everything.

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Once there was The People - Terror gave it birth;
Once there was The People, and it made a hell of earth!
Earth arose and crushed it. Listen, oh, ye slain!
Once there was The People - it shall never be again!

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There is no sin greater than ignorance.

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If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds

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Gardens are not made by sitting in the shade.

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Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.

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We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse.

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We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse.

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Often and often afterwards, the beloved Aunt would ask me why I had never told anyone how I was being treated. Children tell little more than animals, for what comes to them they accept as eternally established.

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