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“but why should I waste wisdom on a river-turtle?”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Books

“I am by nature a dealer in words, and words are the most powerful drug known to humanity.”
― Rudyard Kipling

“And he grew and grew strong as a boy must grow who does not know that he is learning any lessons, and who has nothing in the world to think of except things to eat" (23).”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book

“Gentlemen-rankers out on the spree
Damned from here to Eternity,
God ha' mercy on such as we,
Baa! Yah! Bah!”
― Rudyard Kipling, Barrack Room Ballads & Departamental Ditties and Ballads

“I hate and fear snakes, because if you look into the eyes of any snake you will see that it knows all and more of the mystery of man's fall, and that it feels all the contempt that the Devil felt when Adam was evicted from Eden. Besides which its bite is generally fatal, and it twists up trouser legs.

("The Return Of Imray")”
― Rudyard Kipling

“Man is the weakest and most defenseless of all living things, and it is unsportsmanlike to touch him.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book

“If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools...”
― Rudyard Kipling, If: A Father's Advice to His Son

“Akela, the great gray Lone Wolf, who led all the Pack by strength and cunning, lay out at full length on his rock, and below him sat forty or more wolves of every size and color, from badger-colored veterans who could handle a buck alone, to young black three-year-olds who thought they could. The Lone Wolf had led them for a year now. He had fallen twice into a wolf-trap in his youth, and once he had been beaten and left for dead; so he knew the manners and customs of men.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book

“And the Eldest Magician said, 'How wise are little children who see and are silent!”
― Rudyard Kipling, Just So Stories [with Biographical Introduction]

“and when the moon gets up and night comes, he is the Cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to him. Then he goes out to the Wet Wild Woods or up the Wet Wild Trees or on the Wet Wild Roofs, waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone.”
― Rudyard Kipling, Just So Stories

“Jika anda mampu berkepala dingin saat sekeliling anda kehilangan akal dan menyalahkan anda,

Jika anda bisa percaya diri saat orang lain meragukan anda, tetapi memperhatikan juga keraguan mereka,

Jika anda bisa menunggu tanpa jemu dan tidak membalas kebohongan dengan kebohongan, atau kebencian dengan kebencian,

Jika anda bisa tahan mendengar kebenaran yang anda katakan diplintir oleh orang licik untk mempengaruhi orang-orang bodoh, atau melihat jerih payah anda dihancurkan, tapi gigih bertahan membangunnya kembali dengan peralatan yang morat marit,

Jika anda bisa bergaul dengan rakyat jelata tanpa menjadi kampungan, dan dengan raja-raja tanpa menjadi sombong,

Jika lawan mau pun kawan tidak bisa merusakkan anda, maka anda adalah sungguh manusia sejati.”
― Rudyard Kipling

“Down to Gehenna or up to the Throne,
He travels the fastest who travels alone.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Story of the Gadsbys

“ever the knightly years were gone
With the old world to the grave,
I was a king in Babylon
And you were a Christian slave,"
—W.E. Henley.”
― Rudyard Kipling, Indian Tales

“It was seven o’clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up from his day’s rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips. Mother Wolf lay with her big gray nose dropped across her four tumbling, squealing cubs, and the moon shone into the mouth of the cave where they all lived. "Augrh!â€� said Father Wolf. “It is time to hunt again.â€� He was going to spring down hill when a little shadow with a bushy tail crossed the threshold and whined: “Good luck go with you, O Chief of the Wolves. And good luck and strong white teeth go with noble children that they may never forget the hungry in this world.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book: Mowgli's Story

“Tiger! Tiger!" What of the hunting, hunter bold? Brother, the watch was long and cold. What of the quarry ye went to kill? Brother, he crops in the jungle still. Where is the power that made your pride? Brother, it ebbs from my flank and side. Where is the haste that ye hurry by? Brother, I go to my lair—to die.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book

“We never pay anyone Dane-geld, no matter how trifling the cost. For the end of that game is oppression and shame and the nation that plays it is lost!”
― Rudyard Kipling

“And so hold on when there is nothing in you,
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!”
― Rudyard Kipling

“Ye may kill for yourselves, and your mates, and your cubs as they need, and ye can;
But kill not for pleasure of killing, and seven times never kill Man!”
― Rudyard Kipling

“Let them fall Mowgli, they are only tears.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Books

“If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!”
― Rudyard Kipling, If: A Father's Advice to His Son

“Witta feared nothing - except to be poor.”
― Rudyard Kipling, Puck of Pook's Hill

“Words are the most powerful drug used by humankind.”
― Rudyard Kipling

“He drew from under the table a sheet of strangely scented yellow-Chinese paper, the brushes, and slab of India ink. In cleanest, severest outline he had traced the Great Wheel with its six spokes, whose centre is the conjoined Hog, Snake, and Dove (Ignorance, Anger, and Lust), and whose compartments are all the heavens and hells, and all the chances of human life.”
― Rudyard Kipling, Kim

“A man-trained boy would have been badly bruised, for the fall was a good fifteen feet, but Mowgli fell as Baloo had taught him to fall, and landed on his feet.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book

“One man in a thousand, Solomon says.
Will stick more close than a brother.
And it's worth while seeking him half your days
If you find him before the other.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine depend
On what the world sees in you,
But the Thousandth Man will stand your friend
With the whole round world agin you.

'Tis neither promise nor prayer nor show
Will settle the finding for 'ee.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine of 'em go
By your looks, or your acts, or your glory.

But if he finds you and you find him,
The rest of the world don't matter;
For the Thousandth Man will sink or swim
With you in any water.

You can use his purse with no more talk
Than he uses yours for his spendings,
And laugh and meet in your daily walk
As though there had been no lendings.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine of 'em call
For silver and gold in their dealings;
But the Thousandth Man he's worth 'em all
Because you can show him your feelings.

His wrong's your wrong, and his right's your right,
In season or out of season.
Stand up and back it in all men's sight
With that for your only reason!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine can't bide
The shame or mocking or laughter,
But the Thousandth Man will stand by your side
To the gallows-foot - and after!”
― Rudyard Kipling

“Gold is for the mistress -- silver for the maid --
Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade."
"Good!" said the Baron, sitting in his hall,
"But Iron -- Cold Iron -- is master of them all.”
― Rudyard Kipling

“You may kill for yourselves, and your mates,
and your cubs as they need, and you can;
But kill not for pleasure of killing, and
SEVEN TIMES NEVER KILL MAN.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Second Jungle Book

“Remember, Bagheera loved thee," he cried, and bounded away. At the foot of the hill he cried again long and loud, "Good hunting on a new trail, Master of the Jungle! Remember, Bagheera loved thee.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Books

“Now Rann the Kite brings home the night That Mang the Bat sets freeâ€� The herds are shut in byre and hut For loosed till dawn are we. This is the hour of pride and power, Talon and tush and claw. Oh, hear the call!—Good hunting all That keep the Jungle Law!”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book

“Mark my trail...”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book