Once there was The People - Terror gave it birth.

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

At twenty the things for which one does not care a damn should, properly, be many.

We have done with Hope and Honour. we are lost to Love and Truth, We are dropping down the ladder rung by rung; And the measure of our torment is the measure of our youth. God help us, for we knew the worst too young!

Now India is a place beyond all others where one must not take things too seriously—the midday sun always excepted.

Also, we will make promise. So long as The Blood endures, I shall know that your good is mine: ye shall feel that my strength is yours: In the day of Armageddon, at the last great fight of all, That Our House stand together and the pillars do not fall.

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.