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Journalist, Schriftsteller, veröffentlichte 1883 den Roman "Die Schatzinsel", der zu einem Klassiker der Jugendliteratur wurde (Schottland, 1850 - 1894).

Robert Louis Balfour Stevenson · Geburtsdatum · Sterbedatum

Robert Louis Balfour Stevenson wäre heute 174 Jahre, 2 Monate, 29 Tage oder 63.643 Tage alt.

Geboren am 13.11.1850 in Edinburgh
Gestorben am 03.12.1894 in Westsamoa
Sternzeichen: ♏ Skorpion

• The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.

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• There are two things that men should never weary of - goodness and humility.

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• There is an idea abroad among moral people that they should make their neighbors good. One person I have to make good: Myself. But my duty to my neighbor is much more nearly expressed by saying that I have to make him happy if I may.

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• There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy. By being happy, we sow anonymous benefits upon the world, which remain unknown even to ourselves, or when they are disclosed, surprise nobody so much as the benefactor.

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• There is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, that it behooves all of us not to talk about the rest of us.

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• These are my politics: to change what we can; to better what we can; but still to bear in mind that man is but a devil weakly fettered by some generous beliefs and impositions; and for no word however sounding, and no cause however just and pious, to relax the stricture of these bonds.

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• Tip me the black spot.

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• To be honest, to be kind - to earn a little and spend a little less, to make upon the whole a family happier for his presence, to renounce when that shall be necessary and not be embittered, to keep a few friends, but these without capitulation - above all, on the same grim condition, to keep friends with himself - here is a task for all that a man has of fortitude and delicacy.

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• To marry is to domesticate the Recording Angel. Once you are married, there is nothing left for you, not even suicide, but to be good.

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• To travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive, and the true success is to labour.

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• Trusty, dusky, vivid, true, With eyes of gold and bramble-dew, Steel-true and blade-straight, The great artificer Made my mate.

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• 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: 'Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.'

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• Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man.

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• We are all travelers in the desert of life and the best we can find in our journey is an honest friend.

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• We thank Thee for this place in which we dwell; for the love that unites us; for the peace accorded us this day; for the hope with which we expect the morrow; for the health, the work, the food, and the bright skies that make our lives delightful; for our friends in all parts of the earth, and our friendly helpers in this foreign isle. Give us courage and gaiety and the quiet mind. Spare to us our friends, soften to us our enemies. Bless us, if it may be, in all our innocent endeavors. If it may not, give us the strength to encounter that which is to come, that we be brave in peril, constant in tribulation, temperate in wrath, and in all changes of fortune, and down to the gates of death, loyal and loving one to another.

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• What hangs people . . . is the unfortunate circumstance of guilt.

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• When I am grown to man's estate I shall be very proud and great, And tell the other girls and boys Not to meddle with my toys.

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• When I was sick and lay a-bed, I had two pillows at my head, And all my toys beside me lay To keep me happy all the day . . . I was the giant great and still That sits upon the pillow-hill, And sees before him, dale and plain, The pleasant land of counterpane.

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• Whenever the moon and stars are set, Whenever the wind is high, All night long in the dark and wet, A man goes riding by. Late in the night when the fires are out, Why does he gallop and gallop about?

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• You cannot run away from a weakness. You must sometimes fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?

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