It is not likely that posterity will fall in love with us, but not impossible that it may respect or sympathize; so… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“The rain is falling all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And on the ships… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Bright is the ring of words When the right man rings them, Fair the fall of songs When the singer sings them.… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
In the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfies See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over And all… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
To avoid an occasion for our virtues is a worse degree of failure than to push forward pluckily and make a fall. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall. — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Strange as my circumstances were, the terms of this debate are as old and commonplace as man; much the same inducements and… — 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
