159 ordspråk av Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson
Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a mighty bloodless substitute for life
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Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life
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By the time a man gets into the seventies his continued existence is a mere miracle.
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Courage, the footstool of the Virtues, upon which they stand
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Dead men don't bite.
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Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.
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Each has his own tree of ancestors, but at the top of all sits Probably Arboreal
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Every man has a sane spot somewhere
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Every man is his own doctor of divinity in the last resort
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Every one lives by selling something, whatever be his right to it
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Every one lives by selling something.
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Everybody, soon or late, sits down to a banquet of consequences.
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Everybody, sooner or later, sits down to a banquet of consequences.
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Everybody, sooner or later, sits down to a banquet of consequences.
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For God's sake, give me the young man who has brains enough to make a fool of himself
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