Robert Louis Stevenson Quotes
If you keep on drinking rum, the world will soon be quit of a very dirty scoundrel!
Perpetual devotion to what a man calls his business is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things.
To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.
You must suffer me to go my own dark way.
Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.
We live in an ascending scale when we live happily, one thing leading to another in an endless series.
Some places speak distinctly. Certain dark gardens cry aloud for a murder; certain old houses demand to be haunted; certain coasts are set apart for shipwreck.
I sat in the sun on a bench; the animal within me licking the chops of memory; the spiritual side a little drowsed, promising subsequent penitence, but not yet moved to begin.
and he began to understand what a wild game we play in life; he began to understand that a thing once done cannot be undone nor changed by saying "I am sorry!
So long as we love we serve; so long as we are loved by others, I would almost say that we are indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.
I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in.
Some people swallow the universe like a pill; they travel on through the world, like smiling images pushed from behind.
When I suffer in mind, stories are my refuge; I take them like opium; and consider one who writes them as a sort of doctor of the mind.
For will anyone dare to tell me that business is more entertaining than fooling among boats? He must have never seen a boat, or never seen an office, who says so.
For God's sake give me the young man who has brains enough to make a fool of himself!
We got together in a few days a company of the toughest old salts imaginable--not pretty to look at, but fellows, by their faces, of the most indomitable spirit.
Dogs live with man as courtiers 'round a monarch, steeped in the flattery of his notice ... to push their favor in this world of pickings and caresses is, perhaps, the business of their lives.
Go, little book, and wish to all Flowers in the garden, meat in the hall, A bin of wine, a spice of wit, A house with lawns enclosing it, A living river by the door, A nightingale in the sycamore!
Fear is the strong passion; it is with fear that you must trifle, if you wish to taste the intensest joys of living.
The world was made before English language, and seemingly upon a different design.
I never weary of great churches. It is my favorite kind of mountain scenery. Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral.
Extreme busyness is a symptom of deficient vitality, and a faculty for idleness implies a catholic appetite and a strong sense of personal identity.
Although I may express myself with some degree of pleasantry the purport of my words is entirely serious.
Things looked at patiently from one side after another generally end by showing a side that is beautiful.
