Occupation: Writer Birth: December 30, 1865 Death: January 18, 1936
However the world pretends to divide itself, there are only two divisions in the world today - human beings and Germans..
It'is like a book, I think, this bloomin' world..
I have my own matches and sulphur, and I'll make my own hell..
I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me..
Once there was The People - Terror gave it birth..
They are fools who kiss and tell'-- Wisely has the poet sung. Man may hold all sorts of posts If he'll only hold his tongue..
This is Burma, and it will be quite unlike any land you know about..
The wild hawk to the wind-swept sky The deer to the wholesome wold; And the heart of a man to the heart of a maid, As it was in the days of old..
Our hearts where they rocked our cradle, Our love where we spent our toil, And our faith, and our hope, and our honor, We pledge to our native soil. ….
Single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints..