Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done … - Rudyard Kipling

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I want to write about people I love, and put them into a fictional world spun out of my own mind, not the world we actually have, because the world we actually have does not meet my standards.

Rudyard Kipling

Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees.

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If you can wait, and not be tired by waiting. . . if you can dream, and not make dreams your master; if you can think, and not make thoughts your aim; if you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same;. . . yours is the earth and everything that's in it. . .

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For the female of the species is more deadly than the male. A woman's guess is much more accurate than a man's certainty. Take my word for it, the silliest woman can manage a clever man; But it takes a very clever woman to manage a fool. I never made a mistake in my life; At least, never one that I couldn't explain away afterwards

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When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains, and the women come out to cut up what remains, jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains and go to your gawd like a soldier.

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Asia is not going to be civilized after the methods of the West. There is too much Asia and she is too old.

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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.

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Jem seemed to look through her then, as if he were seeing something beyond her, beyond the corridor, beyond the Institute itself. "Whatever you are physically," he said, "male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy--all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. All those other things, they are the glass that contains the lamp, but you are the light inside. " He smiled them, seeming to have come back to himself, slightly embarrassed. "That's what I believe.

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I've written 18 books, mostly dealing with issues of social justice, ending racism, feminism, and cultural criticism.

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