It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men’s hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONIt is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men’s hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONAn elegant and pregnant texture: that is style, that is the foundation of the art of literature.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONPerpetual devotion to what a man calls his business is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONQuiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONTo be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONAll speech, written or spoken, is a dead language, until it finds a willing and prepared hearer.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONMarriage is like life – it is a field of battle, not a bed of roses.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONWe live in an ascending scale when we live happily, one thing leading to another in an endless series.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONThe world is so full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONEach has his own tree of ancestors, but at the top of all sits Probably Arboreal.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONWhen I am grown to man’s estate I shall be very proud and great. And tell the other girls and boys Not to meddle with my toys.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONFiction 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 STEVENSONTo be idle requires a strong sense of personal identity.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONTo become what we are capable of becoming is the only end in life.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONMan is a creature who lives not upon bread alone, but primarily by catchwords.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONLife is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON