From Ubu Web:
An artist must regulate his life.
Here is a time-table of my daily acts. I rise at 7.18; am inspired from
10.23 to 11.47. I lunch at 12.11 and leave the table at 12.14. A
healthy ride on horse-back round my domain follows from 1.19 pm to 2.53
pm. Another bout of inspiration from 3.12 to 4.7 pm. From 5 to 6.47 pm
various occupations (fencing, reflection, immobility, visits,
contemplation, dexterity, natation, etc.)
Dinner is served at 7.16 and finished at 7.20 pm. From 8.9 to 9.59 pm
symphonic readings (out loud). I go to bed regularly at 10.37 pm. Once
a week (on Tuesdays) I awake with a start at 3.14 am.
My only nourishment consists of food that is white: eggs, sugar,
shredded bones, the fat of dead animals, veal, salt, coco-nuts, chicken
cooked in white water, mouldy fruit, rice, turnips, sausages in
camphor, pastry, cheese (white varieties), cotton salad, and certain
kinds of fish (without their skin). I boil my wine and drink it cold
mixed with the juice of the Fuschia. I have a good appetite but never
talk when eating for fear of strangling myself.
I breathe carefully (a little at a time) and dance very rarely. When walking I hold my ribs and look steadily behind me.
My expression is very serious; when I laugh it is unintentional, and I always apologise very politely.
I sleep with only one eye closed, very profoundly. My bed is round with
a hole in it for my head to go through. Every hour a servant takes my
temperature and gives me another.
