An intelligent person, looking out of his eyes and hearkening in his ears, with a smile on his face all the time, will get more true education than many another in a life of heroic vigils.

Here then, as I lay down the pen and proceed to seal up my confession, I bring the life of that unhappy Henry Jekyll to an end.

Compromise is the best and cheapest lawyer

Many’s the long night I’ve dreamed of cheese–toasted mostly.

There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy.

Jekyll had more than a father’s interest; Hyde had more than a son’s indifference.

You start a question, and it’s like starting a stone. You sit quietly on the top of a hill; and away the stone goes, starting others.

Books are good enough in their own way but they are a mighty bloodless substitute for life.

Make the most of the best and the least of the worst.

She had an evil face, smoothed by hypocrisy; but her manners were excellent.

It is perhaps a more fortunate destiny to have a taste for collecting shells than to be born a millionaire.

Everyday courage has few witnesses. But yours is no less noble because no drum beats for you and no crowds shout your name.

Perpetual devotion to what a man calls his business, is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things.

All human beings, as we meet them, are commingled out of good and evil: and Edward Hyde, alone, in the ranks of mankind, was pure evil.

Wine is bottled poetry.

The world is so full of a number of things, I ’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.

There comes an end to all things; the most capacious measure is filled at last; and this brief condescension to evil finally destroyed the balance of my soul.

I regard you with an indifference closely bordering on aversion.

Our business in life is not to succeed, but to continue to fail in good spirits.

I sat in the sun on a bench; the animal within me licking the chops of memory; the spiritual side a little drowsed, promising subsequent penitence, but not yet moved to begin.

Fifteen men on the Dead Man’s Chest Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil had done for the rest Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!

The saints are the sinners who keep on trying.

Everyone, at some time or another, sits down to a banquet of consequences.

You must suffer me to go my own dark way.

There are two things that men should never weary of, goodness and humility; we get none too much of them in this rough world among cold, proud people.

The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.

Sir, with no intention to take offence, I deny your right to put words into my mouth.

A friend is a gift you give yourself.

If I am the chief of sinners, I am the chief of sufferers also.

To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.

It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.

If he be Mr. Hyde” he had thought, “I shall be Mr. Seek.

To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life.

The cruelest lies are often told in silence.

Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.

There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.

So long as we love we serve; so long as we are loved by others, I would almost say that we are indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.

You think those dogs will not be in heaven! I tell you they will be there long before any of us.

We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.

Keep your fears to yourself, but share your courage with others.

There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy. By being happy we sow anonymous benefits upon the world.

I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.

I kept always two books in my pocket, one to read, one to write in.

Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well.

Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.