Robert Louis Stevenson ( 10 of 59 )
The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but read more
The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.
Teacher, tender comrade, wife, A fellow-farer true through life.
Teacher, tender comrade, wife, A fellow-farer true through life.
A man met a lad weeping. "What do you weep for?" he asked. "I am weeping for my sins," said read more
A man met a lad weeping. "What do you weep for?" he asked. "I am weeping for my sins," said the lad. "You must have little to do," said the man. The next day, they met again. Once more the lad was weeping. "Why do you weep now?" asked the man. "I am weeping because I have nothing to eat," said the lad. "I thought it would come to that," said the man.
To be idle requires a strong sense of personal identity.
To be idle requires a strong sense of personal identity.
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.
It is better to lose health like a spendthrift than to waste it like a miser.
It is better to lose health like a spendthrift than to waste it like a miser.
You cannot run away from weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, read more
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?
There is only one basic human right, the right to do as you damn well please. And with it comes read more
There is only one basic human right, the right to do as you damn well please. And with it comes the only basic human duty, the duty to take the consequences.
The friendly cow all red and white,
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream read more
The friendly cow all red and white,
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might
To eat with apple-tart.
Nothing more strongly arouses our disgust than cannibalism, yet we make the same impression on Buddhists and vegetarians, for we read more
Nothing more strongly arouses our disgust than cannibalism, yet we make the same impression on Buddhists and vegetarians, for we feed on babies, though not our own.
