ten o'clock
My room faces south and looks out on a little garden . It is perfectly quiet ; I have green trees to look upon , and spend the sum of one piastre a day . I am amazed at the amount of calm , pure pleasure which I enjoy in this life , after the fashion of Dionysius at Corinth . From sunrise until ten o'clock I smoke and take my chocolate , sitting at my window and contemplating two Spanish plants , a broom which rises out of a clump of jessamine -- gold on a white ground , colors which must send a thrill through any scion of the Moors . At ten o'clock I start for my lessons , which last till four , when I return for dinner . Afterwards I read and smoke till I go to bed . I can put up for a long time with a life like this , compounded of work and meditation , of solitude and society .