I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. Robert Louis Stevenson More Quotes by Robert Louis Stevenson More Quotes From Robert Louis Stevenson 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! Robert Louis Stevenson caredeedssaid But of works of art little can be said. Robert Louis Stevenson saidlittlesart This grove, that was now so peaceful, must then have rung with cries, I thought; and even with the thought I could believe I heard it ringing still. Robert Louis Stevenson peacefulcrybelieve 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. Robert Louis Stevenson progressessenceyears The web, then, or the pattern, a web at once sensuous and logical, an elegant and pregnant texture: that is style, that is the foundation of the art of literature. Robert Louis Stevenson sensualpregnancyart Well, well, Henry James is pretty good, though he is of the nineteenth century, and that glaringly. Robert Louis Stevenson nineteenth-centurywellscentury Nothing made by brute force lasts. Robert Louis Stevenson forcelastsmade It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it. Robert Louis Stevenson one-thingconquercuriosity When a torrent sweeps a man against a boulder, you must expect him to scream, and you need not be surprised if the scream is sometimes a theory. Robert Louis Stevenson bouldersmenneeds Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life. Robert Louis Stevenson idlersbookway A happy man or woman is a better thing to find than a five-pound note. He or she is a radiating focus of goodwill; and their entrance into a room is as though another candle had been lighted. Robert Louis Stevenson focushappinessmen Am I no a bonny fighter? Robert Louis Stevenson fighterclassic The cruelest lies are often told in silence. A man may have sat in a room for hours and not opened his teeth, and yet come out of that room a disloyal friend or a vile calumniator. Robert Louis Stevenson silencemenlying I had learned to dwell with pleasure, as a beloved daydream, on the thought of the separation of these elements. Robert Louis Stevenson jekyllbelovedelements Night is a dead monotonous period under a roof; but in the open world it passes lightly, with its stars and dews and perfumes, and the hours are marked by changes in the face of Nature. What seems a kind of temporal death to people choked between walls and curtains, is only a light and living slumber to the man who sleeps afield. Robert Louis Stevenson wallstarssleep Let first the onion flourish there, Robert Louis Stevenson winerootsrose No human being ever spoke of scenery for above two minutes at a time, which makes me suspect that we hear too much of it in literature. Robert Louis Stevenson literaturewritingtwo The most influential books, and the truest in their influence, are works of fiction. They repeat, they re-arrange, they clarify the lessons of life; they disengage us from ourselves, they constrain us to the acquaintance of others; and they show us the web of experience, but with a singular change-that monstrous, consuming ego of ours being, nonce, struck out. Robert Louis Stevenson life-lessonwritingbook A man finds he has been wrong at every stage of his career, only to deduce the astonishing conclusion that he is at last entirely right. Robert Louis Stevenson lastscareersmen Go, little book, and wish to all Robert Louis Stevenson wineflowerbook
