And the first rude sketch that the world had seen was joy to his mighty heart, till the Devil whispered behind the leaves 'It's pretty, but is it Art?'

Take up the White Man's burden -- send forth the best ye breed -- go, bind your sons to exile to serve your captives need.

I never made a mistake in my life; at least, never one that I couldn't explain away afterwards.

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

Good Lord! who can account for the fathomless folly of the public?

We had a kettle; we let it leak: Our not repairing made it worse. We haven't had any tea for a week... The bottom is out of the Universe.

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.