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“The whole tale of my life is better to me than any poem”

Posted on December 14, 2019 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 6, 2180.] To James Payn [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 154-6] Honolulu, H.I., June 13th, 1889 My dear James Payn, … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged beachcombers, climate, Courage, dawn, deafness, diet, disabilities, Dutton, fate, Father Damien, fortune, Gilbert Islands, happiness, harbours, health, helpers, honesty, Honolulu, hospital, investigation, islands, kindness, landfalls, leprosy, life, Marshalls, Molokai, natives, Patience, patients, Payn, Robert Louis Stevenson, schooner, South Sea, squalls, suffering, surf, Sydney, sympathy, Towns & Co., virtues, voyage | Leave a comment

“I will not sit down under the name of a giver of White Elephants”

Posted on August 28, 2018 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 6, 1979.] To Adelaide Boodle [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 44-45] Saranac Lake, Christmas 1887. My dear Miss Boodle, And a … 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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No man can settle another’s life for him… each in turn must meet and beard the Sphynx

Posted on July 22, 2015 by mafalda

RLS left Davos on April 20th, 1882, with his wife and stepson. After some weeks in London, where RLS’s parents joyned them, (Fanny was unwell and RLS needed some rest), they were back to Edinburgh on May 20th. The following … Continue reading →

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I kept up as long as I could in an imitation of a street singer

Posted on May 27, 2015 by mafalda

RLS left Davos on December 18th, 1881, and went after Fanny to Berne, where she had consulted a doctor for her own illness. The next is after going down to meet his wife and stepson, when the former had left … Continue reading →

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And then, I’ll stick to stories. I am not frightened. I know my mind is changing

Posted on December 30, 2014 by mafalda

The first draft of the first part of the Amateur Emigrant, when it reached Colvin about Christmas 1879, had seemed to him, compared to RLS’s previous travel papers, “a somewhat wordy and spiritless record of squalid experiences, little likely to … Continue reading →

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The public must be educated to buy my stories or I shall never make a cent

Posted on November 29, 2014 by mafalda

Nothing came of the other stories at the end of this lettere, but The Pavilion on the Links. [As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see … Continue reading →

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Tag Archives: Courage

“The whole tale of my life is better to me than any poem”

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“I will not sit down under the name of a giver of White Elephants”

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

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No man can settle another’s life for him… each in turn must meet and beard the Sphynx

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I kept up as long as I could in an imitation of a street singer

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And then, I’ll stick to stories. I am not frightened. I know my mind is changing

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The public must be educated to buy my stories or I shall never make a cent

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