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The physician...is the flower (such as it is) of our civilization.
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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This profusion of eccentricities, this dream in masonry and living rock is not a drop scene in a theatre, but a city in the world of reality.
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The little rift between the sexes is astonishingly widened by simply teaching one set of catchwords to the girls and another to the boys.
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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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We look for some reward of our endeavors and are disappointed that not success, not happiness, not even peace of conscience, crowns our ineffectual efforts to do well. Our frailties are invincible, our virtues barren the battle goes sore against us to the going down of the sun.
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We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.
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Bright is the ring of words When the right man rings them, Fair the fall of songs When the singer sings them. Still they are carolled and said - On wings they are carried - After the singer is dead And the maker buried.
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All speech, written or spoken, is a dead language, until it finds a willing and prepared hearer.
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Wealth I ask not, hope nor love, Nor a friend to know me All I seek, the heaven above And the road below me.
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The best things are nearest: breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of God just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain common work as it comes certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things of life.
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Doubtless the world is quite right in a million ways but you have to be kicked about a little to convince you of the fact.
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For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move to feel the needs and hitches of our life more nearly to come down off this feather-bed of civilisation, and find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints.
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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.
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Some places speak distinctly. Certain dark gardens cry aloud for a murder certain old houses demand to be haunted certain coasts are set apart for shipwreck.
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The price we have to pay for money is sometimes liberty.
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To love playthings well as a child, to lead an adventurous and honorable youth, and to settle when the time arrives, into a green and smiling age, is to be a good artis en life and deserve well of yourself and your neighbor.
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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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It is not for nothing, either, that the umbrella has become the very foremost badge of modern civilization--the Urim and Thummim of respectability. . . . So strongly do we feel on this point, indeed, that we are almost inclined to consider all who possess really well-conditioned umbrellas as worthy of the Franchise.
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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, But in the stillness far withdrawn Our dreamless rest for evermore we keep.
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