A Kipling Memory: the Oneness of All Life
Was it in the late summer of 1913 because a slender moon lay, like a finger, upon the lip of night, as if to command silence, that Kipling turned suddenly to me to say, ‘That was a true word of yours to the Chief [meaning Lord Roberts]1 about peace and silence — that even to mention silence is to break it, and that the same often holds good about peace, for peace-palavers are generally followed by war, as history shows.
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