The Guns, Thank God, The Guns.

In the jungle, life and food depend on keeping your temper.

One can't prescribe books, even the best books, to people unless one knows a good deal about each individual person.

Believe the best of everybody.

Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back -- For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.

Fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds worth of distance run.

They will come back, come back again, As long as the red earth rolls. He never wasted a leaf or a tree. Do you think he would squander souls?