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
marriage long disputes
Marriage is one long conversation, chequered by disputes.
truth enemy weapons
The truth that is suppressed by friends is the readiest weapon of the enemy.
men boulders needs
When a torrent sweeps a man against a boulder, you must expect him to scream, and you need not be surprised if the scream is sometimes a theory.
curiosity conquer one-thing
It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.
lasts force made
Nothing made by brute force lasts.
life happiness joy
We live in an ascending scale when we live happily, one thing leading to another in an endless series.
century nineteenth-century wells
Well, well, Henry James is pretty good, though he is of the nineteenth century, and that glaringly.
art pregnancy sensual
The web, then, or the pattern, a web at once sensuous and logical, an elegant and pregnant texture: that is style, that is the foundation of the art of literature.
years essence progress
There is no progress whatever. Everything is just the same as it was thousands, and tens of thousands, of years ago. The outward form changes. The essence does not change.
believe peaceful cry
This grove, that was now so peaceful, must then have rung with cries, I thought; and even with the thought I could believe I heard it ringing still.
art littles said
But of works of art little can be said.
voice giving joy
And the true realism, always and everywhere, is that of the poets: to find out where joy resides, and give it a voice far beyond singing. For to miss the joy is to miss all.
care deeds said
Alan," cried I, "what makes ye so good to me? What makes ye care for such a thankless fellow?" Deed, and I don't, know" said Alan. "For just precisely what I thought I liked about ye, was that ye never quarrelled:—and now I like ye better!
life stars flower
The best things are nearest: breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of God just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain common work as it comes certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things of life.