We have to resume it where we had left off, and there steals over us a terrible sense of the necessity for the continuance of energy in the same wearisome round of stereotyped habits, or a wild longing, it may be, that our eyelids might open some morning upon a world that had been refashioned anew in the darkness for our pleasure, a world in which things would have fresh shapes and colours, and be changed, or have other secrets, a world in which the past would have little or no place, or survive, at any rate, in no conscious form of obligation or regret, the remembrance even of joy having its bitterness and the memories of pleasure their pain.
edota izan liteke antsia basati bat, goizen batean, gure betazalak, ilunpeetatik eta gure plazererako, zeharo berriztatua izan den mundu baten gain ireki daitezela; gauzek kolore eta forma freskoak edukiko lituzketen mundu bat, aldatua ageriko zena, edota beste sekeretu desberdin batzuk ezkutatuko lituzkeena, iraganak leku gutxi edota batere lekurik izango ez zuen mundu bat; baina nolanahi ere ez, beharraren edo damuaren forma kosziente batean, atseginaren oroimenak berak ere bere garraztasuna izanik, eta plazerearen memoriak bere oinaze.