“The most racking pangs succeeded: a grinding in the bones, deadly nausea, and a horror of the spirit that cannot be exceeded… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Death is given in a kiss; the dearest kindnesses are fatal; and into this life, where one thing preys upon another, the… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
O God! I screamed, and "O God! Again and again; for there before my eyes - pale and shaken, and half fainting,… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door; Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shore Where neither piping bird nor… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
A hanging in a good quarrel is an easy death they say, though I could never hear of any that came back… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“What seems a kind of temporal death to people choked between walls and curtains, is only a light and living slumber to… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
But we are so fond of life that we have no leisure to entertain the terror of death. It is a honeymoon… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“So I must have lain for hours, continually beaten to and fro upon the billows, now and again wetted with flying sprays,… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“When it comes to my own turn to lay my weapons down, I shall do so with thankfulness and fatigue, and whatever… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
When we have discovered a continent, or crossed a chain of mountains, it is only to find another ocean or another plain… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
To believe in immortality is one thing, but it is first needful to believe in life. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“To look back upon the past year, and see how little we have striven and to what small purpose: and how often… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
He is not dead, this friend; not dead, Gone some few, trifling steps ahead, And nearer to the end; So that you,… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“For I think we may look upon our little private war with death somewhat in this light. If a man knows he… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Like a bird singing in the rain, let grateful memories survive in time of sorrow. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“REQUIEM Under the wide and starry sky Dig the grave and let me lie: Glad did I live and gladly die, And… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Night is a dead monotonous period under a roof; but in the open world it passes lightly, with its stars and dews… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best that we find is an honest friend. He is a fortunate… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The little rift between the sexes is astonishingly widened by simply teaching one set of catchwords to the girls and another to the boys. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The problem of education is twofold: first to know, and then to utter. Everyone who lives any semblance of an inner life thinks more… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“For thirty years," he said, "I've sailed the seas and seen good and bad, better and worse, fair weather and foul, provisions running out,… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Jealousy is the most radical primeval and naked form of admiration in war paint, so to speak. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
It is the property of things seen for the first time, or for the first time after long, like the flowers in spring, to… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
You have no idea, unless you have tried it, how endlessly long is a summer's day, that you measure out only by hunger, and… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Do not measure success by today's harvest. Measure success by the seeds you plant today. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
