What Is The Moral? Who Rides May

Ye May Kill For Yourselves, And Your Mates, And Your Cubs As They Need, And Ye Can; But Kill Not For Pleasure Of Killing, And Seven Times Never Kill Man!

Never Praise A Sister To A Sister, In The Hope Of Your Compliments Reaching The Proper Ears.

This Is Burma, And It Will Be Quite Unlike Any Land You Know About.

If You Can Keep Your Head When All About You Are Losing Theirs And Blaming It On You, If You Can Trust Yourself When All Men Doubt You, But Make Allowance For Their Doubting Too;!

A Thin Grey Fog Hung Over The City, And The Streets Were Very Cold; For Summer Was In England.