The mark of a Scot of all classes [is that] he ... remembers and cherishes the memory of his forebears, good or bad; and there burns alive in him a sense of identity with the dead even to the twentieth generation.
Robert Louis StevensonReally don't choose every day from the harvest you experience but from the seeds you plant
Robert Louis StevensonThere comes an end to all things; the most capacious measure is filled at last; and this brief condescension to evil finally destroyed the balance of my soul.
Robert Louis StevensonDo not write merely to be understood. Write so you cannot possibly be misunderstood.
Robert Louis Stevenson