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Erik Satie's daily schedule:
An artist must regulate his life. Here then is the precise schedule of my daily activities.
I get up at 7:18 a.m. I am inspired from 10:23 to 11:47. I have lunch at 12:11 and leave the table at 12:14.
A ride on my horse for my health's sake, at the rear of my estate, from 1:19 p.m. until 2:53. Another bout of inspiration from 3:12 to 4:07.
Different Occupations (fencing, reflection, immobility, visiting, contemplation, dexterity, swimming, etc.) from 4:21 to 6:47.
Dinner is served at 7:16 and over at 7:20. Then come symphonic readings (aloud) from 8:09 until 9:59.
My bedtime is regularly at 10:37. Every week I awaken with a start at 3:19 a.m. (Tuesdays).
I only eat white foods: eggs, sugar, ground bone, the fat of dead animals, veal, salt, coconuts, chicken boiled in white water; fruit mold, rice, turnips, bleached pudding, dough, cheese (white), cotton salad, and certain kins of fish (without skin).
I have my wine boiled, and drink it cold with fuchsia juice. I have a good appetite, but I never speak while eating for fear of choking.
I breathe carefully (a little at a time). I dance very rarely. When walking I hold my sides and look straight behind me.
Very serious in demeanor, if I laugh it is without meaning to. I apologize all the time and quite affably.
I only close one eye when sleeping; my sleep is very sound. My bed is round, with a hole provided for putting the head through. Every hour my servant takes my temperature and gives me another.
I am a longtime subscriber to a fashion magazine. I wear a white hat, white stockings, and a white vest.
My doctor has always told me to smoke. To this advice he adds, "Smoke, my friend. If you don't, someone else will smoke in your place."

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