65 Quotes by Robert W. Service

I have no doubt at all the Devil grins,As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my "literary" sins --The other kind don't matter.

There’s gold, and it’s haunting and haunting; It’s luring me on as of old; Yet it isn’t the gold that I’m wanting So much as just finding the gold. It’s the great, big, broad land ’way up yonder, It’s the forests where silence has lease; It’s the beauty that thrills me with wonder, It’s the stillness that fills me with peace.

Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern code.

No man can be a failure if he thinks he's a success; If he thinks he is a winner, then he is.

A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world, clean mad for the muck called gold;While high overhead, green, yellow and red, the North Lights swept in bars?-Then you've a hunch was the music meant...hunger and night and the stars.

It’s the steady, quiet, plodding ones who win in the lifelong race.

The Wanderlust has got me... by the belly-aching fire

A promise made is a debt unpaid

Of Books and Scribes there are no end:This Plague--and who can doubt it?Dismays me so, I've sadly pennedAnother book about it.