Rikki Quotes

#1. (Here Rikki-tikki interrupted, and the rest of the song is lost.)

Rudyard Kipling

#2. But he has guns, Rikki," she reminded herself aloud. "A dog wouldn't have a gun.

Christine Feehan

#3. They gave him a little piece of raw meat. Rikki-tikki liked it immensely, and when it was finished he went out into the veranda and sat in the sunshine and fluffed up his fur to make it dry to the roots. Then he felt better.

Rudyard Kipling

#4. Never quit, Rikki. No one can beat you if you don't quit.

Robert Ferrigno

#5. Well," said Rikki-tikki, and his tail began to fluff up again, "marks or no marks, do you think it is right for you to eat fledglings out of a nest?

Rudyard Kipling

#6. (Sung in honor of Rikki-tikki-tavi)

Rudyard Kipling

#7. Early in the morning Rikki-tikki came to early breakfast in the veranda riding on Teddy's shoulder,

Ruskin Bond

#8. My dear Rikki," Karellen retorted, "it's only by not taking the human race seriously that I retain what fragments of my once considerable mental powers I still possess!" Despite himself, Stormgren smiled.

Arthur C. Clarke

#9. I knew he used women as counters in a game, Bobby Quine versus time and the night of cities. And Rikki had turned up just when he needed something to get him going, something to aim for. So he'd set her up as a symbol for everything he wanted and couldn't have, everything he'd had and couldn't keep.

William Gibson

#10. Because of Kipling, I've sometimes wondered about keeping a mongoose about the house. But given the cobra population in Silver Spring, Maryland - zero, when last I checked - we hardly need a Rikki-Tikki-Tavi.

Michael Dirda

#11. Who has delivered us, who? Tell me his nest and his name. Rikki, the valiant, the true, Tikki, with eyeballs of flame, Rikk-tikki-tikki, the ivory-fanged, the hunter with eyeballs of flame!

Rudyard Kipling

#12. Rikki-tikki had a right to be proud of himself. But he did not grow too proud, and he kept that garden as a mongoose should keep it, with tooth and jump and spring and bite, till never a cobra dared show its head inside the walls.

Rudyard Kipling

#13. Nag coiled himself down, coil by coil, round the bulge at the bottom of the water jar, and Rikki-tikki stayed still as death.

Rudyard Kipling

#14. It is the hardest thing in the world to frighten a mongoose, because he is eaten up from nose to tail with curiosity. The motto of all the mongoose family is "Run and find out," and Rikki-tikki was a true mongoose.

Rudyard Kipling

#15. Then he jumped. The head was lying a little clear of the water jar, under the curve of it; and, as his teeth met, Rikki braced his back against the bulge of the red earthenware to hold down the head.

Rudyard Kipling

#16. every predator loves easy prey. Her lip curled, baring fangs that there was no one there to see. Because she wasn't prey. In the vamp world, she was pretty much the apex predator, the mongoose to his snake. And she was about to Rikki Tikki Tavi his ass. Dory

Karen Chance

#17. Nature knows no Moral Order. Nature doesn't give a fig for social conventions or ethical questions. And God cannot respond to or repair evil, because He is not there to witness it.

Rikki Ducornet

#18. Truth is a leper banished from the hearts of men and rotting away in exile. All that is left is corruption, a bad smell, some unnameable pieces of what was once a thing lucent and good.

Rikki Ducornet

#19. I am for the animals, I couldn't care less about your need to eat animals, wear them, shoot them or exploit them. Too bad if you consider it suffering to let all that self-centered and traditional bullshit stop you from having the will to help the animals..

Rikki Rockett

#20. Figuring her out was fast becoming an obsession,

Christine Feehan

#21. I, sole heir to the Munodi line and memory, am childless. A friend who knows such things has told me that this explains my compulsion to capture what I can with black ink on white paper." ("The Volatilized Ceiling of Baron Munodi")

Rikki Ducornet

#22. I knew Donald Fagan at Bard. He was wildly gifted. He gave me a phone number which I never used and I guess I lost! Philosophically it's an interesting song; I mean I think his 'number' is a cipher for the self.

Rikki Ducornet

#23. Help me to be careful of the toes I step on today, as they may be connected to the ass that I may have to kiss tomorrow.

Rikki M. Dyson

#24. What are books but tangible dreams? What is reading if it is not dreaming? The best books cause us to dream; the rest are not worth reading.

Rikki Ducornet

#25. Stick choice should be every drummers first decision. Sticks are the liaison between you and your creative expression on the drums. Getting there the smoothest way is the reason I'm using Vater.

Rikki Rockett

#26. The world is brimming with plaster replicas, and the point is to smash them to bits, to create an upheaval so acute it cannot be anticipated or resisted.

Rikki Ducornet

#27. All things pass, all things, that is, but mystery.

Rikki Ducornet

#28. Girls don't go to law school," I told him.
"No, but women do.

Rikki Klieman

#29. The child is born speaking the languages of birds; the child has horns and scales and wings; it has a beak; it has a cloven hoof. He is the sum of all creatures: the ones that swim, the ones that soar, the ones that leap, the ones that maze the earth with burrows.

Rikki Ducornet

#30. A fan is like the thighs of a woman: It opens and closes. A good fan opens with a flick of the wrist. It produces its own weather
a breeze not so strong as to muss the hair.

Rikki Ducornet

#31. A book is a private thing, citizen; it belongs to the one who writes it and to the one who reads it. Like the mind itself, a book is a private space. Within that space, anything is possible. The greatest evil and the greatest good.

Rikki Ducornet

#32. I have reached zero tolerance for the cruelty against our animal brothers. If we are to nuture our culture, let's begin with the animals who have been nothing but our beasts of burden for so long.

Rikki Rockett

#33. I am a wheel. As I rise, Sweetheart, I carry you along with me, a heady, dizzying spin toward the sweet oceans of eternity. On wings of flames we sink into the sea of love. May be burn forever like bees in honey. Who does not wish for that delirium to last forever?

Rikki Ducornet

#34. My pen is the key to a fantastic bordello, and once the gate is opened, it ejaculates a bloody ink. The virgin paper set to shriek evokes worlds heretofore unknown: eruptive, incorruptible, suffocating.

Rikki Ducornet

#35. Cinematic and symphonic: this is a compelling story revealed in a sequence of voices that are as pitch-perfect as they are irresistible. This is a wonderfully impressive debut: tender, muscled and unforgettable.

Rikki Ducornet

#36. Luckless is that country in which the symbols of procreation are held in horror!' he wrote, 'while the agents of destruction are revered!

Rikki Ducornet

#37. An important memory is like a gravitational field
the mind is compelled to return to it again and again. It is like a moon; it lives in light and shadow.

Rikki Ducornet

#38. I've often wondered if Morality is an attribute of Reason. Of course, evil is always buttressed by 'reasonable' arguments. Yet, what if True Reason is an attribute of Morality, and True Morality an attribute of Reason?

Rikki Ducornet