Rudyard Kipling Love Quotes & Sayings

Conducting in a church in London where, he said, — Elizabeth Jane Howard

What is needed is an all-out science project to get vehicles off of gasoline, rather than off of the earth. — Brad Sherman

Thou art of the Jungle and not of the Jungle. And I am only a black panther. But I love thee, Little Brother. — Rudyard Kipling

Laughter rose from the clatter of china and silver, and I felt so very close to Zora's circle but not quite in it. It wasn't Zora's fault, because she addressed me often and encouraged her cousins to speak to me - once or twice with kicks beneath the table.
But she couldn't know that the light on her circle paled to the light in mine. Even though I looked at the cousins, admiring their smiles and pretty laughter, I found myself drawn back to Nathaniel Witherspoon. And each time I caught him looking at me. At my mouth. — Saundra Mitchell

God gives all men all earth to love, but since man's heart is small, ordains for each one spot shall prove belov?d over all. — Rudyard Kipling

If I were hanged on the highest hill, Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine! I know whose love would follow me still Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine! — Rudyard Kipling

Better he should be bruised from head to foot by me who love him than that he should come to harm through ignorance, — Rudyard Kipling

I've never sailed the Amazon,
I've never reached Brazil;
But the Don and Magdalena,
They can go there when they will!
Yes, weekly from Southampton,
Great steamers, white and gold,
Go rolling down to Rio
(Roll down - roll down to Rio!)
And I'd like to roll to Rio
Some day before I'm old!
I've never seen a Jaguar,
Nor yet an Armadill
O dilloing in his armour,
And I s'pose I never will,
Unless I go to Rio
These wonders to behold
Roll down - roll down to Rio
Roll really down to Rio!
Oh, I'd love to roll to Rio
Some day before I'm old! — Rudyard Kipling

When young lips have drunk deep of the bitter waters of hate, suspicion and despair, all the love in the world will not wholly take away that knowledge. Though it may turn darkened eyes for a while to the light, and teach faith where no faith was. — Rudyard Kipling

If you hit a pony over the nose at the outset of your acquaintance, he may not love you but he will take a deep interest in your movements ever afterwards — Rudyard Kipling

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. — Rudyard Kipling

I will remember what I was, I am sick of rope and chains -
I will remember my old strength and all my forest affairs.
I will not sell my back to man for a bundle of sugar cane;
I will go out to my own kind, and the wood-folk in their lairs.
I will go out until the day, until the morning break -
Out to the wind's untainted kiss, the water's clean caress;
I will forget my ankle-ring and snap my picket stake.
I will revisit my lost love and playmates masterless! — Rudyard Kipling

It takes a great deal of Christianity to wipe out uncivilised Eastern instincts, such as falling in love at first sight. — Rudyard Kipling

In the future, I'd like to see paleontology as a whole get a lot more quantitative. — Jack Horner

Our hearts where they rocked our cradle,
Our love where we spent our toil,
And our faith, and our hope, and our honor,
We pledge to our native soil.
God gave all men all earth to love,
But since our hearts are small,
Ordained for each one spot should prove
Beloved over all. — Rudyard Kipling

Never ask a man his opinion of a woman's dress when he is desperately and abjectly in love with the wearer. — Rudyard Kipling

Promised his love to keep her quiet - that he had never — Rudyard Kipling

To things greater than all things are, The first is Love, and the second War. And since we know not how War may prove, Heart of my heart, let us talk of Love! — Rudyard Kipling

Ts! Ts!" said Kaa, shaking his head to and fro. "I also have known what love is. There are tales I could tell that - "

"That need a clear night when we are all well fed to praise properly," said Bagheera, quickly. — Rudyard Kipling

Our loves are not given, but only lent, At compound interest of cent per cent. — Rudyard Kipling

You must learn to forgive a man when he's in love. He's always a nuisance. — Rudyard Kipling

There was a woman on the radio the other day who had wrote a book about how difficult it was in meetings once you're a working mother. She was like 'Oh, You have baby sick on your business suit'. Most people don't have a bloody business suit!!! — Alice Nutter

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. — Rudyard Kipling

Open the old cigar-box ... let me consider anew ... Old friends,
and who is Maggie that I should abandon you?
A million surplus Maggies are willing 'o bear the yoke;
And a woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a Smoke.
Light me another Cuba ... I hold to my first-sworn vows,
If Maggie will have no rival, I'll have no Maggie for spouse! — Rudyard Kipling

Heaven grant us patience with a man in love. — Rudyard Kipling

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.
God help us, for we knew the worst too young!
from Gentleman Rankers — Rudyard Kipling

'Radioactive' is the fall out of my life's inspirations, a testament to my ability to survive it all and to tell the story. — Yelawolf

Cross that rules the Southern Sky!
Stars that sweep, and turn, and fly
Hear the Lovers' Litany: -
'Love like ours can never die! — Rudyard Kipling

Buy a pup and your money will buy Love unflinching that cannot lie. — Rudyard Kipling

Huh! It is only a pahari," said Kim over his shoulder. "Since when have the hill-asses owned all Hindustan?"
The retort was a swift and brilliant sketch of Kim's pedigree for three generations. — Rudyard Kipling