The cruelest lies are often told in silence. A man may have sat in a room for hours and not opened his… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The world has no room for cowards. We must all be ready somehow to toil, to suffer, to die. And yours is… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
A happy man or woman is a better thing to find than a five-pound note. He or she is a radiating focus… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The cruelest lies are often told in silence. A man may have sat in a room for hours and not opened his… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The ideal story is that of two people who go into love step for step, with a fluttered consciousness, like a pair… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The cruelest lies are often told in silence. A man may have sat in a room for hours and not opened his… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
The world has no room for cowards. We must all be ready somehow to toil, to suffer, to die. — 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
