Yet there be certain times in a young manโs life, when, through great sorrow or sin, all the boy in him is burnt and seared away so that he passes at one step to the more sorrowful state of manhood
Rudyard KiplingSan Francisco is a mad city - inhabited for the most part by perfectly insane people whose women are of a remarkable beauty.
Rudyard KiplingIf I were hanged on the highest hill, Mother oโ mine, O mother oโ mine! I know whose love would follow me still, Mother oโ mine, O mother oโ mine! If I were drowned in the deepest sea, Mother oโ mine, O mother oโ mine! I know whose tears would come down to me, Mother oโ mine, O mother oโ mine! If I were damned of body and soul, I know whose prayers would make me whole, Mother oโ mine, O mother oโ mine!
Rudyard Kipling