And humanity is like a young girl full of longings, hungering for life and thirsting for love, who weaves her days with dreams, and hopes, hopes ever, hopes without ceasing, for the eternal and predestined lover, for him who, because he was destined for her from the beginning, from before the dawn of her remotest memory, from before her cradle-days, shall live with her and for her into the illimitable future, beyond the stretch of her furthest hopes, beyond the grave itself.
Eta Gizateria irrikaz aseriko neskatxa bezalakoa da, bizitzaren gose eta maitasunaren egarri, bere egunak ametsez iruten dituena, esperoan, beti esperoan, etengabeki betiereko maitatzailearen esperoan, hori, lehen baino lehenagotik, bere oroipenik zaharrenak baino lehenagotik, iraganerantz, sehaskaz haragotik, berari esleiturik zegokionez gero, harekin eta harentzat, geroko gerorarte, bere esperantza urrunak baino askoz ere harago, nahilobiaz bestalderaino, etorkizunerantz bizi behar du eta.