“...and if somehow my conduct ain't all your fancy paints, why single men in barracks don't grow into plaster saints.. From 'Tommy”

“O it's Tommy this, and Tommy that, and Tommy 'ow's your soul/But it's thin red line of heroes when the drums begin to roll.”

“O it's Tommy this, an'Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away": But it's "Thank you, Mister Adkins," when the band begins to play...”

“It is not a good fancy,' said the llama. 'What profit to kill men?'Very little - as I know; but if evil men were not now and then slain it would not be a good world for weaponless dreamers.”

“I keep six honest serving men (they taught me all i knew); Theirs names are What and Why and When And How And Where and Who.”

“I Keep Six Honest Serving Men ..." I keep six honest serving-men (They taught me all I knew);Their names are What and Why and When And How and Where and Who.I send them over land and sea, I send them east and west;But after they have worked for me, I give them all a rest.I let them rest from nine till five, For I am busy then,As well as breakfast, lunch, and tea, For they are hungry men.But different folk have different views; I know a person small—She keeps ten million serving-men,Who get no rest at all!She sends'em abroad on her own affairs, From the second she opens her eyes—One million Hows, two million Wheres,And seven million Whys!”

“There is sorrow enough in the natural wayFrom men and woman to fill our day;But when we are certain of sorrow in store,Why do we always arrange for more?Brothers & Sisters, I bid you bewareOf giving your heart to a dog to tear.”