None Of The Jungle People

I Will Remember What I Was, I Am Sick Of Rope And Chains - I Will Remember My Old Strength And All My Forest Affairs. I Will Not Sell My Back To Man For A Bundle Of Sugar Cane; I Will Go Out To My Own Kind, And The Wood-folk In Their Lairs. I Will Go Out Until The Day, Until The Morning Break - Out To The Wind's Untainted Kiss, The Water's Clean Caress; I Will Forget My Ankle-ring And Snap My Picket Stake. I Will Revisit My Lost Love And Playmates Masterless!

When The Hymalayan Peasant Meets The He-bear In His Pride, He Shouts To Scare The Monster, Who Will Often Turn Aside. But The She-bear Thus Accosted, Rends The Peasant Tooth And Nail, For The Female Of The Species Is More Deadly Than The Male.

Ye May Kill For Yourselves, And Your Mates, And Your Cubs As They Need, And Ye Can; But Kill Not For Pleasure Of Killing, And Seven Times Never Kill Man!

I Always Prefer To Believe The Best Of Everybody, It Saves So Much Trouble.

Of All The Liars In The World, Sometimes The Worst Are Our Own Fears.