Maxioms by Robert Louis Stevenson
Umbrellas, like faces, acquire a certain sympathy with the
individual who carries them. . . . May it not read more
Umbrellas, like faces, acquire a certain sympathy with the
individual who carries them. . . . May it not be said of the
bearers of these inappropriate umbrellas, that they go about the
streets "with a lie in their right hand?" . . . Except in a very
few cases of hypocrisy joined to a powerful intellect, men, not
by nature, umbrellarians, have tried again and again to become so
by art, and yet have failed--have expended their patrimony in the
purchase of umbrella after umbrella, and yet have systematically
lost them, and have finally, with contrite spirits and strunken
purses, given up their vain struggle, and relied on theft and
borrowing for the remainder of their lives.
Everybody, soon or late, sits down to a banquet of consequences.
Everybody, soon or late, sits down to a banquet of consequences.
Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life.
Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life.
The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean
The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean
Once you are married, there is nothing left for you, not even suicide.
Once you are married, there is nothing left for you, not even suicide.