Rudyard Kipling Quotes

Keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you.

A woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke.

...he will be our friend for always and always and always.

The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.

If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.

Oh East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet.

Oh, Adam was a gardener, and God who made him sees That half a proper gardener's work is done upon his knees, So when your work is finished, you can wash your hands and pray For the Glory of the Garden, that it may not pass away!

Hear and attend and listen; for this befell and behappened and became and was: O my Best Beloved, when the tame animals were wild.

However the world pretends to divide itself, there are only two divisions in the world today - human beings and Germans.

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master.

Many wear the robes, but few walk the Way." The Lama in Kim

Too much work and too much energy kill a man just as effectively as too much assorted vice or too much drink.

It was the forty-fathom slumber that clears the soul and eye and heart, and sends you to breakfast ravening.

And when your back stops aching and your hands begin to harden, You will find yourself a partner in the Glory of the Garden.

Payday came and with it beer

Teach us delight in simple things, and mirth that has no bitter springs.

They copied all they could copy, But they couldn't copy my mind; And I left them sweatin' and stealin', A year and a half behind.

Never praise a sister to a sister, in the hope of your compliments reaching the proper ears, and so preparing the way for you later on. Sisters are women first, and sisters afterwards; and you will find that you do yourself harm.

If I were hanged on the highest hill, Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine! I know whose love would follow me still Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine!

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too;!

If you can meet success and failure and treat them both as impostors, then you are a balanced man, my son.

We are the opening verse of the opening page of the chapter of endless possibilities.

I've just read that I am dead. Don't forget to delete me from your list of subscribers.

Till the master of all good workmen shall set us to work anew.

Take everything you like seriously, except yourselves.