Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Balfour Stevensonwas a Scottish novelist, poet, essayist, and travel writer. His most famous works are Treasure Island, Kidnapped, Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde and A Child's Garden of Verses...
NationalityScottish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth13 November 1850
years giving joy
An aspiration is a joy forever, a possession as solid as a landed estate, a fortune which we can never exhaust and which gives us year by year a revenue of pleasurable activity.
marriage husband selfish
In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.
serious degrees pleasantries
Although I express myself with some degree of pleasantry, the purport of my words is entirely serious.
somewhere-else preparation way
Wherever we are, it is but a stage on the way to somewhere else, and whatever we do, however well we do it, it is only a preparation to do something else that shall be different.
sea treasure glory
Seaward ho! Hang the treasure! It's the glory of the sea that has turned my head.
happiness knows
We can only know others by ourselves.
inspirational exercise intelligent
To be wholly devoted to some intellectual exercise is to have succeeded in life.
life children men
Fiction is to the grown man what play is to the child; it is there that he changes the atmosphere and tenor of his life.
lawyer compromise
Compromise is the best and cheapest lawyer.
love drinking food
Wine is bottled poetry.
strong memories men
He is not easy to describe. There is something wrong with his appearance; something displeasing, something downright detestable. I never saw a man I so disliked, and yet I scarce know why. He must be deformed somewhere; he gives a strong feeling of deformity, although I couldn’t specify the point. He’s an extraordinary-looking man, and yet I really can name nothing out of the way. No sir; I can make no hand of it; I can’t describe him. And it’s not want of memory; for I declare I can see him this moment.
memories class identity
The mark of a Scot of all classes [is that] he ... remembers and cherishes the memory of his forebears, good or bad; and there burns alive in him a sense of identity with the dead even to the twentieth generation.
littles blessedness hopefully
Little do ye know your own blessedness; for to travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive, and the true success is to labour.
inspirational bikers ethics-and-morals
If your morals make you dreary, depend on it, they are wrong.