I took out of my pocket a little Homer, which I had not opened since Marseilles, re-read three lines of the Odyssey and learned them by heart; then, finding in their rhythm enough to satisfy me, I dwelled on them awhile with leisurely delight, shut the book, and sat still, trembling, more alive than I had thought it possible to be, my mind benumbed with happiness....
poltsikotik Homeroren liburuxka atera nuen, Marseilletik irten ginenez geroztik ireki gabea, Odysea-ren hiru pasarte irakurri eta buruz ikasi ondoren, haien erritmoan nahiko elikadura aurkituz eta eskaintzen zidaten plazeraz gozatuz, liburuxka itxi eta bertan goxo, dar-dar geratu nintzen, inoiz neure ustetan izan nintekeena baino biziago, izpiritua zorionez gainezka.