Rudyard Kipling Quotes
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.
Rudyard Kipling
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I was an outsider as a kid, and I grew up around a lot of violence.
Gary Sherman
She said, 'Spell 'ant' ', and I wrote out the entire alphabet. She said, 'That doesn't spell 'ant' ', and I said, 'It's in there somewhere! There's the A, there's the N, there's the T – the rest are silent!'
Eddie Izzard
It is the stupidest children who are most childish and the stupidest grown-ups who are most grown-up.
C. S. Lewis
As my poor father used to sayIn 1863,Once people start on all this ArtGoodbye, moralitee!
A. P. Herbert
To remain on earth you must be useful, otherwise Nature regards you as old metal, and is only watching for a chance to melt you over.
Elbert Hubbard
Life is complex in its expression, involving more than percipience, namely desire, emotion, will, and feeling.
Alfred North Whitehead
My intent is not to inflame Muslims but to entertain readers of great thrillers. At the end of the day, I want people to see a good protagonist struggle against serious odds and do so with courage and honor and integrity.
Brad Thor
I've been a skinny girl my whole life. I just don't sit down - I'm always on the go. It must be down to the genes. We have a healthy body image in my house and great appetites. It'd be hard for you to find a food I don't love.
Donna Air
Manic depressive people often have incredible energy and a slightly skewed, but nonetheless valid, way of looking at things.
Kathryn Lasky
He gave us the gift of love and laughter, ... even in his passing.
Bob Denver
I'm a picker, I'm a grinner, I'm a lover and I'm a sinner. I play my music in the sun.
Barnabas
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.
Rudyard Kipling