The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The outer world, from which we cower into our houses, seemed after all a gentle habitable place; and night after night a… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“The Flowers All the names I know from nurse: Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse, Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock, And the Lady Hollyhock. Fairy… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
There were nights when he took a deal more rum and water than his head could carry; and then he would sometimes… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
I would rather do a good hours work weeding than write two pages of my best; nothing is so interesting as weeding.… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Go, little book, and wish to all Flowers in the garden, meat in the hall, A bin of wine, a spice of… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Some places speak distinctly. Certain dark gardens cry aloud for a murder; certain old houses demand to be haunted; certain coasts are… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Faster than fairies, faster than witches, Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging along like troops in a battle, All through… — 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
