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“On ne saurait être romancier et ne pas aimer les chiens”

Posted on January 21, 2022 by mafalda

[As usual, for correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2410.] To Georges Docquois [G. Docquois, Bêtes et Gens de Lettres, 1895, pp. 297-300] Apia, 26 May 1892 Monsieur, Vous avez pensé à moi, le Kanaque vous … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson, Senza categoria | Tagged acquisitions, algebraists, animals, ants, Apia, Baboo, bourgeois, camels, cats, crocodiles, dogs, Ducquois, elephants, French, goat & cabbages, heaven, hell, horses, humanity, kanaque, languages, memory, novelists, pain, people, reality, Robert Louis Stevenson, Samoa, schoolboys, Schwob, science, scientists, symbols, translation, truth, Vailima, vivisection, women, words | 1 Comment

“I am like to be a millionaire if this goes on, and be publicly hanged at the social revolution”

Posted on April 29, 2018 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 6, 1907.] To William Archer [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 18-19] Saranac Lake, [Mid-]October 1887 Dear Archer, Many … Continue reading →

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“Happiness is a question of morality – or of immorality, there is no difference – and conviction”

Posted on April 9, 2017 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 5, 1571.] To John Addington Symonds [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 322-325] Skerryvore, Bournemouth [Early March 1886] My … Continue reading →

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We believe in nothing: you don’t, and I don’t

Posted on August 23, 2016 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 5, 1398.] To John Addington Symonds [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 267-269] Bonallie Towers, Bournemouth, 30 [sic!] February … Continue reading →

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Perhaps the more we are away, the stronger we feel that bond

Posted on June 20, 2015 by mafalda

The following is in reply to a letter RLS had received on some questions connected with his proposed Life of Hazlitt from the Scottish critic and bibliographer, Alexander Ireland (1810–1894). [For correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew … Continue reading →

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“On ne saurait être romancier et ne pas aimer les chiens”

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“I am like to be a millionaire if this goes on, and be publicly hanged at the social revolution”

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“Happiness is a question of morality – or of immorality, there is no difference – and conviction”

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We believe in nothing: you don’t, and I don’t

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Perhaps the more we are away, the stronger we feel that bond

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