There was an old man of Quebec,
Who was buried in snow to his neck.
When asked, – Rudyard Kipling
I always prefer to believe the best of everybody, it saves so much trouble. – Rudyard Kipling

There was an old man of Quebec,
Who was buried in snow to his neck.
When asked, – Rudyard Kipling
I always prefer to believe the best of everybody, it saves so much trouble. – Rudyard Kipling
God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers. – Rudyard Kipling
More men are killed by overwork than the importance of this world justifies. – Rudyard Kipling