Robert Louis Stevenson Quotes

Robert Louis Stevenson Quotes

A true writer is someone the gods have called to the task.

So long as we love we serve; so long as we are loved by others, I would almost say that we are indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.

Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well.

Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.

I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in.

There are two things that men should never weary of, goodness and humility; we get none too much of them in this rough world among cold, proud people.

The world is so full of a number of things, I ’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.

The truth that is suppressed by friends is the readiest weapon of the enemy.

There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy.

There is a romance about all those who are abroad in the black hours.

Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door;
Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shore
Where neither piping bird nor peeping dawn
Disturbs the eternal sleep,
But in the stillness far withdrawn
Our dreamless rest for evermore we keep.


Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie:
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he long'd to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.

To travel hopefully is better than to have arrived.

An intelligent person, looking out of his eyes and hearkening in his ears, with a smile on his face all the time, will get more true education than many another in a life of heroic vigils".

Our business in life is not to succeed, but to continue to fail in good spirits.

Three,' reckoned the captain, 'ourselves make seven, counting Hawkins, here. Now, about honest hands?'
Most likely Trelawney's own men," said the doctor; 'those he had picked up for himself, before he lit on Silver.'
Nay,' replied the squire. 'Hands was one of mine.'
I did think I could have trusted Hands,' added the captain.

Time which none can bind,
While flowing fast away, leaves love behind.

Keep your fears to yourself, but share your courage with others.

To be feared of a thing and yet to do it, is what makes the prettiest kind of a man.

Fear is the strong passion; it is with fear that you must trifle, if you wish to taste the intensest joys of living.

We all know what Parliament is, and we are all ashamed of it.

Noble disappointment, noble self-denial are not to be admired, not even to be pardoned, if they bring bitterness. It is one thing to enter the kingdom of heaven maim; another to maim yourself and stay without.

It may be argued again that dissatisfaction with our life's endeavor springs in some degree from dulness. We require higher tasks, because we do not recognise the height of those we have.

For marriage is like life in this - that it is a field of battle, and not a bed of roses.

Make the most of the best and the least of the worst.

Times are changed with him who marries; there are no more by-path meadows where you may innocently linger, but the road lies long and straight and dusty to the grave

Alas! in the clothes of the greatest potentate, what is there but a man?

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 after ward, I shall be glad to lie down with my fathers in honour. It is human at least, if not divine.

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!

Wine is bottled poetry

A good conscience is eight parts of courage.

He recollected his courage.

...with a strong strong glow of courage, drank off the potion.

Don't you know Poole, you and I are about to place ourselves in a position of some peril?

I never drew a picture of anything that was before me but always from fancy, a sure sign of the absence of artistic eyesight; and I illustrated my lack of real feeling for art by a very early speech: 'Mama,' said I, 'I have drawed a man. Shall I draw his soul now?

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