And the first rude sketch that the world had seen was joy to his mighty heart, till the Devil whispered behind the leaves Its pretty, but is it Art? – Rudyard Kipling
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
He wrapped himself in quotations—as a beggar would enfold himself in the purple of Emperors. – Rudyard Kipling
All the people like us are we, and everyone else is They. – Rudyard Kipling
After a few months in my parents basement, I took an apartment near the state university, where I discovered both crystal methamphetamine and conceptual art. Either one of these things are dangerous, but in combination they have the potential to destroy entire civilizations. – David Sedaris