We are the opening verse of the opening page of the chapter of endless possibilities.
RUDYARD KIPLINGWhen 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 god like a soldier.
More Rudyard Kipling Quotes
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Keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you.
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Not getting what you want either means you don’t want it enough, or you have been dealing too long with the price you have to pay.
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I’ve just read that I am dead. Don’t forget to delete me from your list of subscribers.
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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 god like a soldier.
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Tis beauty, so to speak, nor good talk necessarily. It’s just IT. Some women will stay in a man’s memory if they once walked down a street.
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He who faces no calamity gains no courage.
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If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.
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Of all the liars in the world, sometimes the worst are our own fears.
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There is no sin so great as ignorance. Remember this.
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He travels the fastest who travels alone.
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Nations have passed away and left no traces, And history gives the naked cause of it – One single simple reason in all cases; They fell because their peoples were not fit.
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This is a brief life, but in its brevity it offers us some splendid moments, some meaningful adventures.
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I worked like a horse and I ate like a hog and I slept like a dead man.
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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;!
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Politics are not my concern. They impressed me as a dog’s life without a dog’s decencies.
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