“[A Buddhist monk on a pilgrimage speaks to a museum curator.]And I come here alone. For five--seven--eighteen--forty years it was in my mind that the old Law was not well followed; being overlaid, as thou knowest, with devildom, charms, and idolatry....'So it comes with all faiths.”
“What is the Law of the Jungle? Strike first and then give tongue”
“Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky;And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die.As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back --For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.”
“Now Rann the Kite brings home the nightThat Mang the Bat sets free—The herds are shut in byre and hutFor loosed till dawn are we.This is the hour of pride and power,Talon and tusk and claw.Oh, hear the call!--Good hunting allThat keep the Jungle Law!”
“Follow the dream, and always the dream, and only the dream.”
“I am, by calling, a dealer in words; and words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.”