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
understanding emotion wells
A friend is somebody who loves us with understanding, as well as emotion.
wise song jesus
Loving God, help us remember the birth of Jesus, that we may share in the song of the angels, the gladness of the shepherds, and the worship of the wise men.
summer song flower
In the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfies See the smoke trail! Pleasant summer over And all the summer flowers, The red fire blazes, the grey smoke towers. Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all, Flowers in the summer Fires in the fall!
men spots sane
Every man has a sane spot somewhere.
hiking church mountain
I never weary of great churches. It is my favorite kind of mountain scenery. Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral.
wine shining bottles
A bottle of good wine, like a good act, shines ever in the retrospect.
love success work
If a man loves the labour of his trade, apart from any question of success or fame, the gods have called him.
inspirational travel journey
There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.
summer spring winter
In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day?
life sports hope
To travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive.
book reading names
In anything fit to be called by the name of reading, the process itself should be absorbing and voluptuous; we should gloat over a book, be rapt clean out of ourselves.
heartbreak truth lying
The cruelest lies are often told in silence.
travel moving cutting
For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move; to feel the needs and hitches of our life more nearly; to come down off this feather-bed of civilisation, and find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints.
ships christianity christ
When Christ came into my life, I came about like a well-handled ship.