If you can walk with the crowd and keep your virtue, or walk with Kings-nor lose the common touch; If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute with 60 seconds worth of distance run- Yours is the earth and everything that's in it, And-which is more-you'll be a man my son.
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Rudyard Kipling
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There is no gift like friendship. Remember this - when you become a young man. For your fate will turn on the first true friend you make.
I never made a mistake in my life; at least, never one that I couldn't explain away afterwards.
Of all the liars in the world, sometimes the worst are our own fears.
Buy a pup and your money will buyLove unflinching that cannot lie.
Mad! Quite mad!' said Stalky to the visitors, as one exhibiting strange beasts. 'Beetle reads an ass called Brownin', and M'Turk reads an ass called Ruskin; and-' 'Ruskin isn't an ass,' said M'Turk. 'He's almost as good as the Opium-Eater. He says we're "children of noble races, trained by surrounding art." That means me, and the way I decorated the study when you two badgers would have stuck up brackets and Christmas cards. Child of a noble race, trained by surrounding art, stop reading or I'll shove a pilchard down your neck!
I always prefer to believe the best of everybody it saves so much trouble
Body and spirit, I surrendered whole, To harsh Instructors- and received a soul.
We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse.
An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy.
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?'
It's clever, but is it Art?
San Francisco is a mad city - inhabited for the most part by perfectly insane people whose women are of a remarkable beauty.
Gardens are not made by singing 'Oh, how beautiful,' and sitting in the shade.
He travels the fastest who travels alone.
The first condition of understanding a foreign country is to smell it.
I always prefer to believe the best of everybody, it saves so much trouble.
When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains, and the women come out to cut up what remains, jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier.