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.
— Lay Morals
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.
— Lay Morals
I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in.
— Essays of Robert Louis Stevenson
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.
— Kidnapped
There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy.
— An Apology for Idlers
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".
— An Apology for Idlers
Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
— Treasure Island
To be feared of a thing and yet to do it, is what makes the prettiest kind of a man.
— Kidnapped and Catriona
... Man is not truly one, but truly two... even if I could rightly be said to be either, it was only because I was radically both...
— The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Alas! in the clothes of the greatest potentate, what is there but a man?
— The Suicide Club
A good conscience is eight parts of courage.
— Kidnapped and Catriona
Man is a creature who lives not upon bread alone, but principally by catchwords; and the little rift between the sexes is astonishingly widened by simply teaching one set of catchwords to the girls and another to the boys.
— Virginibus Puerisque
I have lost confidence in myself.
— The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
But besides that I was of an unforgiving disposition from my birth, slow to take offense, slower to forget it, and now incensed both against my companion and myself.
— Kidnapped
To My MotherYou too, my mother, read my rhymes / For love of unforgotten times, And you may chance to hear once more / The little feet along the floor.
— A Child's Garden of Verses
By the time a man gets well into his seventies his continued existence is a mere miracle.