There is no sin so great as ignorance. Remember this.

But, in the valley of the Gauri, men Beneath the shadow of the big new dam, Relate a foolish legend of the flood, Accounting for the little loss of life.

If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim.

Yes, making mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep.

Politicians. Little Tin Gods on Wheels.

Fiction is Truth's elder sister. Obviously. No one in the world knew what truth was till some one had told a story.

I've a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land!

In the jungle, life and food depend on keeping your temper.

Ship me somewhere east of Suez,
where the best is like the worst,
Where there aren't no Ten Commandments
an' a man can raise a thirst.

I have stated it plain, an' my argument's thus ( It's all one, says the Sapper) There's only one Corps which is perfect -- that's us; An' they call us Her Majesty's Engineers, With the rank and pay of a Sapper!

Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget -- lest we forget!

Smells are surer than sounds or sights
To make your heartstrings crack.

Of all the trees that grow so fair Old England to adorn,<br />
Greater are none beneath the Sun <br />
Than Oak, and Ash and Thorn.

The glory of the garden lies in more than meets the eye.

A people always ends by resembling its shadow.

Like the destroyer, the submarine has created its own type of officer and man with language and traditions apart from the rest of the service, and yet at the heart unchangingly of the Service.

If you love me as I love you, What knife can cut our love in two?

Fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds worth of distance run.

We never pay anyone Dane-geld,

No matter how trifling the cost;

For the end of that game is oppression and shame,

And the nation that plays it is lost!

As swiftly as a reach of still water is crisped by the wind, the rock-strewn ridges and scrub-topped hills were troubled and alive with armed men.