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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson: distinguished visitor. It was one of those moments in which minds
not altogether churlish recall the names and deplore the absence of
congenial friends; and it was your name that first rose upon our
lips. 'How Symonds would have enjoyed this evening!' said one, and
then another. The word caught in my mind; I went to bed, and it
was still there. The glittering, frosty solitudes in which your
days are cast arose before me: I seemed to see you walking there
in the late night, under the pine-trees and the stars; and I
received the image with something like remorse.
There is a modern attitude towards fortune; in this place I will
not use a graver name. Staunchly to withstand her buffets and to
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