In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.

Quote by Robert Louis Stevenson

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Everyone lives by selling something, whatever be his right to it.

Everyone lives by selling something, whatever be his right to it.

To be idle requires a strong sense of personal identity.

To be idle requires a strong sense of personal identity.

The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean

The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean

The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all...

The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all...

So long as we love, we serve; so long as we are loved by others,...

So long as we love, we serve; so long as we are loved by others,...

We are all travellers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can...

We are all travellers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can...

It is the mark of a good action that it appears inevitable in retrospect.

It is the mark of a good action that it appears inevitable in retrospect.

It is a golden maxim to cultivate the garden for the nose, and the eyes...

It is a golden maxim to cultivate the garden for the nose, and the eyes...

I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The...

I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The...

Every one lives by selling something.

Every one lives by selling something.

I hate cynicism a great deal worse than I do the devil; unless perhaps the...

I hate cynicism a great deal worse than I do the devil; unless perhaps the...

You could read Kant by yourself, if you wanted; but you must share a joke...

You could read Kant by yourself, if you wanted; but you must share a joke...

Judge each day not by the harvest you reap but by the seeds you plant.

Judge each day not by the harvest you reap but by the seeds you plant.

Each has his own tree of ancestors, but at the top of all sits Probably...

Each has his own tree of ancestors, but at the top of all sits Probably...

Fiction is to the grown man what play is to the child; it is there...

Fiction is to the grown man what play is to the child; it is there...

I've a grand memory for forgetting.

I've a grand memory for forgetting.

To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is...

To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is...

The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not...

The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not...

Wine is bottled poetry.

Wine is bottled poetry.

The world has no room for cowards.

The world has no room for cowards.