Frases de Robert Louis Stevenson

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“No hay deber que descuidemos tanto como el deber de ser felices.”

“Ser lo que somos y convertirnos en lo que somos capaces de ser es la única finalidad de la vida.”

“No pido otra cosa: el cielo sobre mí y el camino bajo mis pies.”

“Las mentiras más crueles son dichas en silencio.”

“El precio que tenemos que pagar por el dinero se paga en libertad.”

“Tanta prisa tenemos por hacer, escribir y dejar oír nuestra voz en el silencio de la eternidad, que olvidamos lo único realmente importante: vivir.”

“Sin el encanto, el resto de las virtudes son inútiles.”

“Un amigo es una imagen que tienes de ti mismo.”

“El hombre de éxito es el que vivía bien, se echaba a reír a menudo y amaba mucho, el que se ganó el respeto de hombres inteligentes y el amor de los niños, que llegó a una posición de respeto y cumplimiento de sus deberes, dejó este mundo mejor de lo lo encontró al contribuir con una flor más hermosa, un poema perfecto o una alma rescatada, que nunca dejó de apreciar la belleza del mundo o de expresarlo, que buscó lo mejor de otros y dio lo mejor posible.”

“Te has fijado en ese cuadro que cuelga junto a tu cama? La que posaba para él murió hace años. Pero, mira con atención: ésta es mi mano, hasta la más mínima línea, éstos son mis ojos y éste es mi pelo. ¿Qué es mí, pues, y qué soy yo?”

“Vale más asegurar un interés que ganar mil libras esterlinas.”

“Mi memoria es magnífica para olvidar.”

“La única fortuna que vale la pena hallar es una meta en la vida.”

“La política es, tal vez, la única profesión para la que no es necesaria ninguna preparación.”

“Dejad que hable cualquiera cierto tiempo, y veréis como consigue prosélitos.”

“Perpetual devotion to what a man calls his business, is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things.”

“Youth now flees on feathered foot.”

“Give us grace and strength to forbear and to persevere. Give us courage and gaiety and the quiet mind, spare to us our friends, soften to us our enemies.”

“This is still the strangest thing in all man's travelling, that he should carry about with him incongruous memories.”

“It is as natural and as right for a young man to be imprudent and exaggerated, to live in swoops and circles, and beat about his cage like any other wild thing newly captured, as it is for old men to turn gray, or mothers to love their offspring, or heroes to die for something worthier than their lives.”

“The pleasant Land of Counterpane.”

“Doctors is all swabs…and that doctor there, why, what do he know about seafaring men? I been in places hot as pitch, and mates dropping round with Yellow Jack, and the blessed land a-heaving like the sea with earthquakes — what do the doctor know of lands like that?”

“I shall doubtless outlive some troublesome desires; but I am in no hurry about that; nor, when the time comes, shall I plume myself on the immunity just in the same way, I do not greatly pride myself on having outlived my belief in the fairy tales of Socialism. Old people have faults of their own; they tend to become cowardly, niggardly, and suspicious. Whether from the growth of experience or the decline of animal heat, I see that age leads to these and certain other faults; and it follows, of course, that while in one sense I hope I am journeying towards the truth, in another I am indubitably posting towards these forms and sources of error.”

“Here lies one who meant well, tried a little, failed much: — surely that may be his epitaph of which he need not be ashamed.”

“Children, you are very little,
And your bones are very brittle.”

“Be it granted me to behold you again in dying,
Hills of home!”

“There is but one art, to omit.”

“Pieces of eight, pieces of eight, pieces of eight!”

“Am I no a bonny fighter?”

“Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.”

“A good conscience is eight parts of courage.”

“A friend is a gift you give yourself.”

“There is no duty we so underrate as the duty of being happy. By being happy we sow anonymous benefits upon the world.”

“Time passes quickly with lovers.”

“A woman can earn her pardon for a good year of disobedience by a single adroit submission.”

“In many ways an artistic nature unfits a man for practical existence.”

“All human beings, as we meet them, are commingled out of good and evil.”

“A woman loves to be obeyed at first, although afterwards she finds her pleasure in obeying.”

“But the more he is alone with nature, the greater man and his doings bulk in the consideration of his fellow-men.”

“The imagination loves to trifle with what is not.”

“Sanity itself is a kind of convention.”

“Though the coming of the day is still the most inspiriting, yet day's departure, also, and the return of night refresh, renew, and quiet us; and in the pastures of the dusk we stand, like cattle, exulting in the absence of the load.”