But at other times, while my parents were growing impatient at seeing me loiter behind instead of following them, my actual life, instead of seeming an artificial creation by my father, and one which he could modify as he chose, appeared, on the contrary, to be comprised in a larger reality which had not been created for my benefit, from whose judgments there was no appeal, in the heart of which I was bound, helpless, without friend or ally, and beyond which no further possibilities lay concealed.
Baina, beste zenbaitetan, gurasoak ni atzean gelditzen ari nintzela eta ondotik ez nerraiela ikusirik berantesten zirèn bitartean, nire benetako bizitza, aitaren sorkari artifizial bat iruditu beharrean, berak bere gogara noiznahi aldaraz zezakeena, guztiz alderantzira agertzen zitzaidan, niretzat egina ez zegoèn errealitate batek xurgatua bezala, eta errealitate orohartzaile horren kontrako helegiterik ez neukala, ezta ezein aliaturik ere haren baitan, ezta deus ere ezkutaturik haren baitatik harantz.