Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling
Joseph Rudyard Kipling; 30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936) was an English journalist, short-story writer, poet, and novelist...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth30 December 1865
CityMumbai, India
misunderstood orientalism west
Oh East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet.
enough productivity
Enough work to do, and strength enough to do the work.
mothers-day prayer motherhood
If I were dammed of body and soul, I know whose prayers would make me whole, mother o' mine o mother o' mine.
mothers-day prayer sea
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 I were drowned in the deepest sea, Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine! I know whose tears would come down to me, Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine! If I were damned of body and soul, I know whose prayers would make me whole, Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
gardening done half
Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees.
rage score scholar
One learns more from a good scholar in a rage than from a score of lucid and laborious drudges.
graves
There's no jealousy in the grave.
splits detachment legion
There's a Legion that never was 'listed, That carries no colours or crest, But, split in a thousand detachments, Is breaking the road for the rest.
west too-much asia
Asia is not going to be civilized after the methods of the West. There is too much Asia and she is too old.
prayer war soldier
A Time For Prayer "In times of war and not before, God and the soldier we adore. But in times of peace and all things righted, God is forgotten and the soldier slighted." -Rudyard Kipling
army perfect sappers
I have stated it plain, an' my argument's thus ( It's all one, says the Sapper) There's only one Corps which is perfect - that's us; An' they call us Her Majesty's Engineers, With the rank and pay of a Sapper!
christmas laughter sadness
Call a truce, then, to our labors - let us feast with friends and neighbors, and be merry as the custom of our caste; for if ''faint and forced the laughter,'' and if sadness follow after, we are richer by one mocking Christmas past.
lord folly accounts
Good Lord! who can account for the fathomless folly of the public?
sister dog brother
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.