Our business in life is not to succeed, but to continue to fail in good spirits.
Robert Louis StevensonRead
Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote celebrates the beauty and diversity of changing seasons, highlighting the joy found in each part of the year.
Robert Louis Stevenson's quote reminds us to appreciate the different seasons of life, each offering its unique beauty and experiences. From the vibrant flowers of summer to the cozy fires of fall, it encourages a sense of gratitude for the various moments and changes we encounter throughout the year.
Themes
SeasonsNatureBeautyChangeAppreciation
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be shared during a presentation about the wonders of nature.
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That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much.
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His past was fairly blameless; few men could read the rolls of their life with less apprehension; yet he was humbled to the dust by the many ill things he had done, and raised up again into sober and fearful gratitude by the many he had come so near to doing, yet avoided.
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The habit of being happy enables one to be freed, or largely freed, from the domination of outward conditions.
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It is the history of our kindnesses that alone make this world tolerable. If it were not for that, for the effect of kind words, kind looks, kind letters . . . I should be inclined to think our life a practical jest in the worst possible spirit.
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