Author of quotes: Robert Louis Stevenson. Page 1

A long life, full of adventure and hard hardship, dulled his feeling of fear.

The blood of wounds and the filth of wanderings only adorn a man.

Nethermen and Carminers fight on one side or the other, while Lord Common Sense sits and waits.

They fly without missing

“He’s not my master,” said the little one in a red shirt.

A huge doll, the same height as a living person, but devoid of all the colors and charm of life.

For thirty years I have been sailing the seas, "he said. I have seen both good and bad — and calm and storms." And hunger, and stabbing, and you never know what else, but believe me, I have never seen virtue bring any benefit to a person. The one who hits first is right. The dead don't bite. That's all my faith. Amen!

Every sin is murder, as all life is war. In my opinion, the human race is like the sailors, dying on a raft in the open sea, when they pull crumbs hunger, devouring each other. I'm counting the sins and after the moment of their accomplishments and convinced that the end result of every sin is death.

Painful regret, continually painful thought, try to discover how to change what we cannot change, how to establish the other, now a belated move, as again become the architect of an irreparable offense. And next to this work of thought is ruthless fears, just the rats that lurked in the abandoned attic, raised a storm in the far reaches of his brain...

You are like the person who will treat a toothache on the day of judgment. But honor, love and faith are not only above food and drink, but, I think, is something we hunger for stronger and sharper suffer, if deprived of them. I appeal to you because it seems to me, you me can easily understand. In an effort to fill the belly, not drown you in the heart of another famine? And is not this the reason that is the joy of life you experienced a feeling of bitterness?

The path to change must begin in the heart...

For the revelers money is something alive and active, only a thin veil between him and pleasure. The limit of this choice lays only time. With a few Louis in his pocket reveller feels the Roman Emperor, until you spend it to the last penny. This to lose money means to feel the greatest misfortune to be transported instantly from heaven to hell, after of omnipotence to fall into complete insignificance.

The artistic temperament is often not adapted to practical life.

"There will prefer the other people who wrote Villon, on gold plated dishes." Well, help me out, Guido!
Tabari chuckled.
- "Or even used on silver," wrote the poet.