How can you do anything until you have seen everything,or as much as you can?

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.

Now India is a place beyond all others where one must not take things too seriously—the midday sun always excepted.

Not only do words infect, egotize, narcotize, and paralyze, but they enter into and colour the minutest cells of the brain. . . .

A thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.

There is no sin greater than ignorance.

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