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Thou art of the Jungle and not of the Jungle. And I am only a black panther. But I love thee, Little Brother.
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God help us for we knew the worst too young.
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youth
life
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A DEAD STATESMAN I could not dig: I dared not rob: Therefore I lied to please the mob. Now all my lies are proved untrue And I must face the men I slew. What tale shall serve me here among
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irony
lies
war
youth
politics
truth
dishonesty
deceit
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They are fools who kiss and tell'-- Wisely has the poet sung.
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Now India is a place beyond all others where one must not take things too seriously--the midday sun always excepted.
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My heart is heavy with the things I do not understand.
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And it is I, Raksha [The Demon], who answers. The man's cub is mine, Lungri-mine to me! He shall not be killed. He shall live to run with the Pack and to hunt with the Pack; and in the end, look you, hunter of little naked cubs-frog-eater- fish-killer-he shall hunt thee!
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Good Lord! who can account for the fathomless folly of the public?
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public-opinion
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The python dropped his head lightly for a moment on Mowgli's shoulders. "A brave heart and a courteous tongue," said he. "They shall carry thee far through the jungle, manling. But now go hence quickly with thy friends. Go and sleep, for the moon sets and what follows it is not well that thou shouldst see."
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There's no jealousy in the grave.
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Something I owe to the soil that grew-- More to the life that fed-- But most to who gave me two Separate sides to my head.
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So Mowgli went away and hunted with the four cubs in the jungle from that day on. But he was not always alone, because years afterward he became a man and married. But that is a story for grown-ups.
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O it's Tommy this, and Tommy that, and Tommy 'ow's your soul/But it's thin red line of heroes when the drums begin to roll.
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The motto of all the mongoose family is, "Run and find out," and Rikki-tikki was a true mongoose."
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There are few things sweeter in this world than the guileless, hotheaded, intemperate, open admiration of a junior. Even a woman in her blindest devotion does not fall into the gait of the man she adores, tilt her bonnet to the angle at which he wears his hat, or interlard her speech with his pet oaths.
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The reason the beasts give among themselves is that Man is the weakest and most defenseless of all living things,
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What is the Law of the Jungle? Strike first and then give tongue
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If you can think-and not make thoughts your aim.
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More men are killed by overwork than the importance of the world justifies.
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The tumalt and shouting dies, The captains and the kings depart. Still stands thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heat.
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For Kim did nothing with an immense success.
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success
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No need to listen for the fall. This is the world's end.
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Fiction is Truth's elder sister. Obviously. No one in the world knew what truth was till some one had told a story.
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truth
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To each his own fear';
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It does not matter what people think of a man after his death.
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The air was full of all the night noises that, taken together, make one big silence...
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night
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We have done with Hope and Honour, we are lost to Love and Truth, We are dropping down the ladder rung by rung, And the measure of our torment is the measure of our youth.
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youth
hope
love
truth
torment
honor
lost
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It is the hardest thing in the world to frighten a mongoose, because he is eaten up from nose to tail with curiosity. The motto of all the mongoose family is "Run and find out," and Rikki-tikki was a true mongoose." --
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Outsong in the Jungle [Baloo:] For the sake of him who showed One wise Frog the Jungle-Road, Keep the Law the Man-Pack make For thy blind old Baloo's sake! Clean or tainted, hot or stale, Hold it as it were the Trail, Through the day and through the night, Questing neither left nor right. For the sake of him who loves Thee beyond all else that moves, When thy Pack would make thee pain, Say: "Tabaqui sings again." When thy Pack would work th..
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the-jungle-books
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NOW this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back -- For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack. Wash daily from nose-tip to tail-tip; drink deeply, but never too deep; And remember the night is for hunting, and forget not..
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It takes a great deal of Christianity to wipe out uncivilised Eastern instincts, such as falling in love at first sight.
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One man in a thousand, Solomon says. Will stick more close than a brother. And it's worth while seeking him half your days
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loyality
honor
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As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race, I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place. Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall, And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all. We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn: But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth o..
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if I want a crown I must go and hunt it for myself.
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I am Kim. I am Kim. And what is Kim?" His soul repeated it again and again."
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Hear and attend and listen; for this befell and behappened and became and was: O my Best Beloved, when the tame animals were wild.
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These two things fight together in me as the snakes fight in the spring. The water comes out of my eyes; yet I laugh while it falls. Why?
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One can't prescribe books, even the best books, to people unless one knows a good deal about each individual person.
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recommendations
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One of the beauties of Jungle Law is that punishment settles all scores. There is no nagging afterward.
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If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
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Also, we will make promise. So long as The Blood endures, I shall know that your good is mine: ye shall feel that my strength is yours:
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Holden went to his bungalow and began to understand that he was not alone in the world, and also that he was afraid for the sake of another, -- which is the most soul-satisfying fear known to man.
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A Ripple Song Once a ripple came to land In the sunset burning- Lapped against a maiden's hand, By the ford returning. Dainty foot and gentle breast- Here, across, be glad and rest. "Maiden, wait," the ripple saith "Wait awhile, for I am Death!" 'Where my lover calls I go- Shame it were to treat him coldly- 'Twas a fish that circled so, Turning over boldly.' Dainty foot and tender heart, Wait the loaded ferry-cart. "Wait, ah, wait!" the ri..
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Whatever he knows of his weaknesses, Private Mulvaney is wholly ignorant of his strength.
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strength-of-character
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