To be idle requires a strong sense of personal identity.
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSONNothing made by brute force lasts.
More Robert Louis Stevenson Quotes
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I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.
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When 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.
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I regard you with an indifference closely bordering on aversion.
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The world is so full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.
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To become what we are capable of becoming is the only end in life.
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So long as we are loved by others I should say that we are almost indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.
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We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.
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Everyone lives by selling something.
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Perpetual devotion to what a man calls his business is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things.
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We live in an ascending scale when we live happily, one thing leading to another in an endless series.
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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.
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Absences are a good influence in love and keep it bright and delicate.
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One person I have to make good: Myself. But my duty to my neighbor is much more nearly expressed by saying that I have to make him happy if I may.
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We must accept life for what it actually is – a challenge to our quality without which we should never know of what stuff we are made, or grow to our full stature.
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The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.
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