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So be it-I must be a philosopher. Mercifully I have no near relations-Mercifully I am still very rich, mercifully I can buy love when I require it, which under the circumstances, is not often. Why do people write journals? Because human nature is filled with egotism. There is nothing so interesting to oneself as oneself; and journals cannot yawn in one's face, no matter how lengthy the expression of one's feelings may be! A clean white page is a sympathetic thing, waiting there to receive one's impressions! Suzette supped with me, here in my appartement last night-When she had gone I felt a beast.
So be it-I must be a philosopher. Mercifully I have no near relations-Mercifully I am still very rich, mercifully I can buy love when I require it, which under the circumstances, is not often. Why do people write journals? Because human nature is filled with egotism. There is nothing so interesting to oneself as oneself; and journals cannot yawn in one's face, no matter how lengthy the expression of one's feelings may be! A clean white page is a sympathetic thing, waiting there to receive one's impressions! Suzette supped with me, here in my appartement last night-When she had gone I felt a beast.
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