Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.
Robert Louis StevensonSome people swallow the universe like a pill; they travel on through the world, like smiling images pushed from behind.
Robert Louis StevensonBut even if we take matrimony at its lowest, even if we regard it as no more than a sort of friendship recognised by the police, there must be degrees in the freedom and sympathy realised, and some principle to guide simple folk in their selection.
Robert Louis Stevenson