So urgent was the task imposed on my conscience by these impressions of form or perfume or colour-to strive for a perception of what lay hidden beneath them, that I was never long in seeking an excuse which would allow me to relax so strenuous an effort and to spare myself the fatigue that it involved. As good luck would have it, my parents called me;
Baina hain zen nekosoa, nekosoa zenez, forma, lurrin edo kolorezko zirrara horiek larderiatzen zidatèn kontzientziako karga-alegia, beraien atzean zer ezkutatzen zen hauteman beharra-, non luze gabe hasi bainintzen neure gobernurako aitzakia bila, ahalegin haiei itzuri eta unadura hura ekiditearren.