I had never seen the jungle. They fed me behind bars from an iron pan till one night I felt that I was Bagheera - the Panther - and no man's plaything, and I broke the silly lock with one blow of my paw and came away; and because I had learned the ways of men, I became more terrible in the jungle than Shere Khan.
Hear and attend and listen; for this befell and behappened and became and was: O my Best Beloved, when the tame animals were wild
The Man went to sleep in front of the fire ever so happy; but the Woman sat up, combing her hair. She took the bone of the shoulder of mutton - the big fat blade bone - and she looked at the wonderful marks on it, and she threw more wood on the fire, and she made a Magic. She made the first Singing Magic in the world.
You must not forget the suspenders, Best Beloved.
A black shadow dropped down into the circle. It was Bagheera the Black Panther, inky black all over, but with the panther markings showing up in certain lights like the pattern of watered silk. Everybody knew Bagheera, and nobody cared to cross his path, for he was as cunning as Tabaqui, as bold as the wild buffalo, and as reckless as the wounded elephant. But he had a voice as soft as wild honey dripping from a tree, and a skin softer than down.
For the sin they do by two and two they must pay for one by one.
He travels the fastest who travels alone.
He went through the wild wet woods, waving his wild tail, and walking by his wild lone. But he never told anybody.
Of all the trees that grow so fair, Old England to adorn, Greater are none beneath the Sun, Than Oak, and Ash and Thorn.
The 'eathen in 'is blindness must end where 'e began. But the backbone of the Army is the non-commissioned man.
The Three in One, the One in Three Not so To my own Gods I go. It may be they shall give me greater ease than your cold Christ and tangled Trinities.
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch.
Everyone is more or less mad on one point.
People say that what we're all seeking is the meaning of life.... I think that what we're really seeking is the experience of being alive.
Tho' I walks with fifty 'ousemaids outer Chelsea to the Strand, An' they talks a lot o' lovin', but wot do they understand
I have struck a city - a real city - and they call it Chicago... I urgently desire never to see it again. It is inhabited by savages.
Past any doubt, the bull conceives!
No doubt but ye are the People - your throne is above the King's. Whoso speaks in your presence must say acceptable things.
Four things greater than all things are, - Women and Horses and Power and War
You just don't know how to use the English language.
We get the Hump - Cameelious Hump - The Hump that is black and blue
Our England is a garden, and such gardens are not made By singing 'Oh how wonderful' and sitting in the shade, While better men than we go out, and start their working lives By grubbing weeds from garden paths with broken dinner knives.
Buy a pup and your money will buy love unflinching.
If you can keep your wits about you while all others are losing theirs, and blaming you. The world will be yours and everything in it, what's more, you'll be a man, my son.
The toad beneath the harrow knows Exactly where each tooth-point goes The butterfly upon the road Preaches contentment to that toad.
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master.
Being kissed by a man who didn't wax his moustache was - like eating an egg without salt.
Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees.
Borrow trouble for yourself, if that's your nature, but don't lend it to your neighbours.
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