You must learn to forgive a man when he’s in love. He’s always a nuisance.
RUDYARD KIPLINGAt two o’clock in the morning, if you open your window and listen, You will hear the feet of the Wind that is going to call the sun. And the trees in the Shadow rustle and the trees in the moonlight glisten, And though it is deep, dark night, you feel that the night is done.
More Rudyard Kipling Quotes
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A woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke.
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Delight in the little things.
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I am by nature a dealer in words, and words are the most powerful drug known to humanity.
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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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All the money in the world is no use to a man or his country if he spends it as fast as he makes it. All he has left is his bills and the reputation for being a fool.
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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.
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Never look backwards or you’ll fall down the stairs.
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The jungle speaks to me because I know how to listen.
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Keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you.
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I have seen something of this world,” she said over the trays, “and there are but two sorts of women in it– those who take the strength out of a man, and those who put it back. Once I was that one, and now I am this.
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One cannot resist the lure of Africa.
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The glory of the garden lies in more than meets the eye.
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A woman’s guess is much more accurate than a man’s certainty.
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There is no sin so great as ignorance. Remember this.
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There are gems of wondrous brightness Often times lying at our feet, And we pass them, walking thoughtless, Down the busy, crowded street. If we knew, our pace would slacken, We would step more oft with care, Lest our careless feet be treading To the earth some jewel rare.
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