» And the end of the fight is a tombstone white with the name of the late deceased, and the epitaph drear: ''A Fool lies here who tried to hustle the East.''
» Take up the White Man's burden -- send forth the best ye breed -- go, bind your sons to exile to serve your captives need.
» We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse.
» I always prefer to believe the best of everybody -- it saves so much trouble.
» All we have of freedom -- all we use or know -- this our fathers bought for us, long and long ago.
» There rise her timeless capitals of empires daily born, whose plinths are laid at midnight and whose streets are packed at morn; and here come tired youths and maids that feign to love or sin in tones like rusty razor blades to tunes like smitten tin.
» But remember please, the Law by which we live, we are not built to comprehend a lie, we can neither love nor pity nor forgive. If you make a slip in handling us you die.
» Everyone is more or less mad on one point.
» I had six honest serving men. They taught me all I knew. Their names were: Where, What, When, Why, How and Who.
» Never praise a sister to a sister in the hope of your compliments reaching he proper ears.