A brave heart and a courteous tongue. They shall carry thee far through the jungle, Manling.
There is no sin so great as ignorance. Remember this.
Let all who build beware The load, the shock, the pressure Material can bear. So, when the buckled girder Lets down the grinding span, The blame of loss, or murder, Is laid upon the man. Not on the Stuff - the Man!
Delight in the little things.
What is the moral? Who rides may read.
Now India is a place beyond all others where one must not take things too seriously—the midday sun always excepted.