Quote#Happiness
The true realism were that of the poets, to climb up after him like a…
Quote byRobert Louis Stevenson · 1850–1894
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Across the Plains (1892), Ch. VII, The Lantern-Bearers..
English (original)
the true realism were that of the poets, to climb up after him like a squirrel, and catch some glimpse of the heaven for which he lives. And, the true realism, always and everywhere, is that of the poets: to find out where joy resides, and give it a voice far beyond singing. For to miss the joy is to miss all. In the joy of the actors lies the sense of any action.
— Robert Louis Stevenson
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