I never drew a picture of anything that was before me but always from fancy, a sure sign of the absence of artistic eyesight; and I illustrated my lack of real feeling for art by a very early speech: 'Mama,' said I, 'I have drawed a man. Shall I draw his soul now?
Robert Louis StevensonDo not write merely to be understood. Write so you cannot possibly be misunderstood.
Robert Louis StevensonThe friendly cow, all red and white, I love with all my heart; She gives me cream with all her might, To eat with apple-tart.
Robert Louis Stevenson