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.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONThe world has no room for cowards.
More Robert Louis Stevenson Quotes
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It is not likely that posterity will fall in love with us, but not impossible that it may respect or sympathize; so a man would rather leave behind him the portrait of his spirit than a portrait of his face.
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Once you are married, there is nothing left for you, not even suicide.
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If your morals make you dreary, depend on it, they are wrong.
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But to find your wife laughing when you had tears in your eyes, or staring when you were in a fit of laughter, would go some way towards a dissolution of the marriage.
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If a man loves the labour of his trade, apart from any question of success or fame, the gods have called him.
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I am in the habit of looking not so much to the nature of a gift as to the spirit in which it is offered.
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There is only one difference between a long life and a good dinner: that, in the dinner, the sweets come last.
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The correction of silence is what kills; when you know you have transgressed, and your friend says nothing, and avoids your eye.
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You cannot run away from weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?
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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.
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You could read Kant by yourself, if you wanted; but you must share a joke with some one else.
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Every man has a sane spot somewhere.
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The world has no room for cowards.
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To forget oneself is to be happy.
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When it comes to my own turn to lay my weapons down, I shall do so with thankfulness and fatigue, and whatever be my destiny afterward.
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