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
baby children too-good-to-be-true
Children are certainly too good to be true.
death mother children
Death is given in a kiss; the dearest kindnesses are fatal; and into this life, where one thing preys upon another, the child too often makes its entrance from the mother's corpse.
children age balance
To love playthings well as a child, to lead an adventurous and honorable youth, and to settle when the time arrives, into a green and smiling age, is to be a good artis en life and deserve well of yourself and your neighbor.
beautiful song children
Flower god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful, Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, Here I wander in April Cold, grey-headed; and still to my Heart, Spring comes with a bound, Spring the deliverer, Spring, song-leader in woods, chorally resonant; Spring, flower-planter in meadows, Child-conductor in willowy Fields deep dotted with bloom, daisies and crocuses: Here that child from his heart drinks of eternity: O child, happy are children!
children dark two
The ideal story is that of two people who go into love step for step, with a fluttered consciousness, like a pair of children venturing together into a dark room.
children trying grows
If you would grow great and stately, You must try to walk sedately.
children naughty toys
The child that is not clean and neat, With lots of toys and things to eat, He is a naughty child, I'm sure-- Or else his dear Papa is poor.
children thinking swings
How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!
children rivers littles
Away down the river, A hundred miles or more, Other little children Shall bring my boats ashore.
children men play
Fiction is to grown men what play is to the child.
baby growing-up children
Cruel children, crying babies, All grow up as geese and gabies, Hated, as their age increases, By their nephews and their nieces.
children tables speak
A child should always say what's true, And speak when he is spoken to, And behave mannerly at table: At least as far as he is able.
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.
children army forests
Every child can remember laying his head in the grass, staring into the infinitesimal forest and seeing it grow populous with fairy armies.