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THE EARTHLY PARADISE

Yesterday was my fifty-sixth birthday. I am approaching the sixties, that is, old age; and I feel, alas, that my heart is as young, my mind as new, as in the days when our master Alain in Rouen first threw open to us the world of ideas. Last night the girls of Mills College presented a sketch they had composed in honour of my birthday. The setting was a library. Midnight sounded. On the stroke, the heroes and heroines of my books - Colonel Bramble, Shelley, Byron, Philippe Marcenat, Odile, Lyautey, Denise Herpain, Bernard Quesnay -suddenly came to life and spoke. `There,' I thought, listening to them with emotion, `there you have what is left of a life and a life's work.'
A little later, when I had returned to my room, it occurred to me that a legend sometimes survives as well as a surprising, unreal being, whom I have called the Personage. The Personage is the man others believe we are or have been. He may be multiple. Two different personages, contradictory and even hostile to each other, may survive us in the minds of our friends and our enemies, to continue after our death a struggle in which our posthumous reputation is the stake. If we have been complex, reticent, mysterious, or simply honest, a whole army of Personages may carry on endless battles to gain the right of representing us, and the combat continues up to the moment when impartial oblivion puts these bellicose marionettes to bed together in the same box and locks it up for ever. `In my case,' I thought, `oblivion will come quickly. But to-day the clash of feelings is so violent that before eternal silence descends there may spring from me several very astonishing Personages. Some will be better than I, others worse. If I am to be loved or hated, at least I should like the hatred or sympathy to be for the real man. Why don't I try to depict him as I think I have known him?'
In that instant, on the night of my fifty-sixth birthday, while the breeze from the Pacific swayed the eucalyptus leaves beneath the stars, I decided to write the story of my difficult life in a direct, unromanticized form. Naturally, like every biographer, I shall make mistakes, some through fault of memory, others through fault of judgment. I hope, however, that if some leisured man of learning or some student in search of a thesis should ever attempt to disentangle the truth and poetry in this book, he will find few serious omissions or culpable complacencies. I shall not mask any of my faults. If I am conscious in all humility of my mistakes and weaknesses, I remember too, with pleasure, those moments,

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