I had never seen the jungle. They fed me behind bars from an iron pan till one night I felt that I was Bagheera - the Panther - and no man's plaything, and I broke the silly lock with one blow of my paw and came away; and because I had learned the ways of men, I became more terrible in the jungle than Shere Khan.

But he couldn't lie if you paid him and he'd starve before he stole.

And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins, when all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins.

But remember please, the Law by which we live, we are not built to comprehend a lie, we can neither love nor pity nor forgive. If you make a slip in handling us you die.

Englishmen are not usually softened by appeals to the memory of their mothers.

I always prefer to believe the best of everybody, it saves so much trouble.

Shere Khan, the Big One, has shifted his hunting grounds. He will hunt among these hills for the next moon, so he has told me.