The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.
Robert Louis StevensonIt is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
Robert Louis StevensonAnyone can carry their burden, however hard, until nightfall. Anyone can do their work, however hard, for one day.
Robert Louis Stevenson