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Must we to bed indeed? Well then, Let us arise and go like men, And face with an undaunted tread The long black passage up to bed.
Robert Louis Stevenson
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Robert Louis Stevenson
Age: 44 †
Born: 1850
Born: November 13
Died: 1894
Died: December 3
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Now, to be properly enjoyed, a walking tour should be gone upon alone.... Freedom is of the essence, because you should be able to stop and go on and follow this way or that as the freak takes you.... There should be no cackle of voices at your elbow to jar on the meditative silence of the morning.
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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.
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Hope looks for unqualified success but Faith counts certainly on failure, and takes honorable defeat to be a form of victory.
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Love- what is love? A great and aching heart Wrung hands and silence and a long despair
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