Quote by Rudyard Kipling
All the people like us are we, and everyone else is They. - Rudyar

All the people like us are we, and everyone else is They. – Rudyard Kipling

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Borrow trouble for yourself, if thats your nature, but dont lend it to your neighbours. – Rudyard Kipling

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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

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As a result of Americas efforts to realize the ideals of equality and freedom, blacks in America are now the freest and richest black people anywhere on the face of the earth including all of the nations that are ruled by blacks. – David Horowitz

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The liberal ideal is that everyone should have fair access and fair opportunity. This is not equality of result. Its equality of opportunity. Theres a fundamental difference. – Robert Reich

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In America everybody is of the opinion that he has no social superiors, since all men are equal, but he does not admit that he has no social inferiors, for, from the time of Jefferson onward, the doctrine that all men are equal applies only upwards, not downwards. – Bertrand Russell

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I am an aristocrat. I love liberty I hate equality. – John Randolph

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Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night. – Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke

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