My hunger for power was like the craving for love, which keeps the lover from eating or sleeping, from thinking, or even from loving so long as certain rites remain unperformed.
Nire botere-irritsari amodiozkoari ohi zaiona bera gertatzen zitzaion, hots, ez jan, ez lo, ez pentsatu, ezta maitatu ere, ez diola egiten uzten amoranteari, hariketa zenbait errito bete ditzan arte.