Its clever, but is it Art? – Rudyard Kipling
When youre wounded and left on Afghanistans plains, and the women come out to cut up what remains, jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier. – Rudyard Kipling
Its clever, but is it Art? – Rudyard Kipling
When youre wounded and left on Afghanistans plains, and the women come out to cut up what remains, jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier. – Rudyard Kipling
We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse. – Rudyard Kipling
Down to Gehenna, or up to the Throne, He travels the fastest who travels alone. – Rudyard Kipling