Vulgar words in Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson — Volume 1 (Page 1)
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I can't look at it practically however: that will come, I suppose, like grey hair or coffin nails.
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O Lord, what a pleasant thing it is to have just DAMNED the happiness of (probably) the only two people who care a damn about you in the world.
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I have no confidence in myself; I feel such an ass.
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Damn it, Gosse, you needn't suppose that you're the only poet in the world.
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I regret exceedingly that I am not in Edinburgh, as I could perhaps have done more, and I need not tell you that what I might do for you in the matter of the election is neither from friendship nor gratitude, but because you are the only man (I beg your pardon) worth a damn.
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If they don't, damn them, we'll try them with another.
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Symonds overworked and knocked up.
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The two words 'and legal' were unfortunately winged by chance against my weakest spot, and would go far to damn me.
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Damn O'Donovan Rossa; damn him behind and before, above, below, and roundabout; damn, deracinate, and destroy him, root and branch, self and company, world without end.
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I am not worth an old damn.
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Damn that garden;- and by day it is gone.
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But no, damn him, not he!
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to be coherent and picturesque, and damn the expense.
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CE QUI NE MEURT PAS nearly killed me with laughing, and left me - well, it left me very nearly admiring the old ass.
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I feel a little old and fagged, and chary of speech, and not very sure of spirit in my work; but considering what a year I have passed, and how I have twice sat on Charon's pierhead, I am surprising.
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I don't think so, however; and when I feel what a weak and fallible vessel I was thrust into this hurly-burly, and with what marvellous kindness the wind has been tempered to my frailties, I think I should be a strange kind of ass to feel anything but gratitude.