Night is a dead monotonous period under a roof; but in the open world it passes lightly, with its stars and dews and perfumes, and the hours are marked by changes in the face of Nature. What seems a kind of temporal death to people choked between walls and curtains, is only a light and living slumber to the man who sleeps afield.
Robert Louis StevensonMy idea of man's chief end was to enrich the world with things of beauty, and have a fairly good time myself while doing so.
Robert Louis StevensonI lived on rum, I tell you. It's been meat and drink, and man and wife, to me.
Robert Louis Stevenson