It is the property of things seen for the first time, or for the first time after long, like the flowers in… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“Bed in Summer In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
Flower god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in April Cold,… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
It is almost as if the millennium were arrived, when we shall throw our clocks and watches over the housetop, and remember… — 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
Benjamin Franklin went through life an altered man because he once paid too dearly for a penny whistle. My concern springs usually… — 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
And my heart springs up anew, Bright and confident and true, And the old love comes to meet me, in the dawning… — 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
