"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant."
"Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I lay me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be: Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill."
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Source: Underwoods Requiem (1887). Engraved on Stevenson's tomb in Samoa, with the seventh line reading home from the sea, which is a frequently quoted variant.
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