The first experience can never be repeated. The first love, the first sun-rise, the first South Sea Island, are memories apart, and… — 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
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 have never seen the sea quiet round Treasure Island. The sun might blaze overhead, the air be without a breath, the… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
It blows a snowing gale in the winter of the year; The boats are on the sea and the crews are on… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
When the grass was closely mown, Walking on the lawn alone, In the turf a hole I found, And hid a soldier… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Seaward ho! Hang the treasure! It's the glory of the sea that has turned my head. — 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
“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
