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Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.
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reap
sow
inspirational
plant
seed
day
seeds
judge
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I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move.
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I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in.
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reading
books
inspirational
on-writing
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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.
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love
service
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The cruelest lies are often told in silence.
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silence
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There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.
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travel
openmindedness
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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If he be Mr. Hyde" he had thought, "I shall be Mr. Seek."
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names
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life.
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fulfillment
meaning-of-life
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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If I am the chief of sinners, I am the chief of sufferers also.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.
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individualism
preference
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Sir, with no intention to take offence, I deny your right to put words into my mouth.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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You must suffer me to go my own dark way.
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secret
seclusion
punishment
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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With every day, and from both sides of my intelligence, the moral and the intellectual, I thus drew steadily nearer to the truth, by whose partial discovery I have been doomed to such a dreadful shipwreck: that man is not truly one, but truly two.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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I learned to recognise the thorough and primitive duality of man; I saw that, of the two natures that contended in the field of my consciousness, even if I could rightly be said to be either, it was only because I was radically both.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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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.
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goodness
inspirational
humility
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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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!
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funny
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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I sat in the sun on a bench; the animal within me licking the chops of memory; the spiritual side a little drowsed, promising subsequent penitence, but not yet moved to begin.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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There comes an end to all things; the most capacious measure is filled at last; and this brief condescension to evil finally destroyed the balance of my soul.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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All human beings, as we meet them, are commingled out of good and evil: and Edward Hyde, alone, in the ranks of mankind, was pure evil.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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You start a question, and it's like starting a stone. You sit quietly on the top of a hill; and away the stone goes, starting others...
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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She had an evil face, smoothed by hypocrisy; but her manners were excellent.
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mannersers
hypocrisy
human-nature
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REQUIEM 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:
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poetry
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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Jekyll had more than a father's interest; Hyde had more than a son's indifference.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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The most racking pangs succeeded: a grinding in the bones, deadly nausea, and a horror of the spirit that cannot be exceeded at the hour of birth or death. Then these agonies began swiftly to subside, and I came to myself as if out of a great sickness. There was something strange in my sensations, something indescribably sweet. I felt younger, lighter, happier in body; within I was conscious of a heady recklessness, a current of disordered ..
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hyde
jekyll
robert-louis-stevenson
rebirth
transformation
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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,
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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Seaward ho! Hang the treasure! It's the glory of the sea that has turned my head.
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classic-literature
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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Here then, as I lay down the pen and proceed to seal up my confession, I bring the life of that unhappy Henry Jekyll to an end.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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I incline to Cain's heresy," he used to say quaintly: "I let my brother go to the devil in his own way."
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fratricide
cain
damnation
worldview
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy.
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inspiration
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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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!"
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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Dead men don't bite
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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The less I understood of this farrago, the less I was in a position to judge of its importance.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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I had learned to dwell with pleasure as a beloved daydream on the thought of the separation of these elements. If each I told myself could be housed in separate identities life would be relieved of all that was unbearable the unjust might go his way delivered from the aspirations and remorse of his more upright twin and the just could walk steadfastly and securely on his upward path doing the good things in which he found his pleasure and ..
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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I have been made to learn that the doom and burden of our life is bound forever on man's shoulders; and when the attempt is made to cast it off, it but returns upon us with more unfamiliar and more awful pressure.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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Some day...after I am dead, you may perhaps come to learn the right and wrong of this. I cannot tell you.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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The secret to a happiness is a small ego. And a big wallet. Good wine helps, too. But that's not really a secret, is it?
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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The rain is falling all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And on the ships at sea.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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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"."
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intelligence
smile
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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If you keep on drinking rum, the world will soon be quit of a very dirty scoundrel!
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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If it comes to a swinging, swing all, say I.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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I sometimes think if we knew all, we should be more glad to get away.
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Robert Louis Stevenson |
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Strange as my circumstances were, the terms of this debate are as old and commonplace as man; much the same inducements and alarms cast the die for any tempted and trembling sinner; and it fell out with me, as it falls with so vast a majority of my fellows, that I chose the better part and was found wanting in the strength to keep to it.
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