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February, 1918

I a man can

find of joy

I look at my mutilated face before I replace the black patch over the

left eye, and I realize that, with ht knee doards, that no woain in this world

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 hu so interesting to oneself as oneself; and

journals cannot yawn in one's face, no sthere to receive

one's impressions!

Suzette supped with one I felt a beast I had found her attractive on Wednesday, and

after an excellent lunch, and two Benedictines, I was able to persuade

myself that her tenderness and passion were real, and not the result of

some thousands of francs,--And then when she left I saw lass without the patch over the socket, and a profound depression fell

upon me