Don Quixote has not arrived at the age of the tedium of life, a condition that not infrequently takes the form of that topophobia so characteristic of many modern spirits, who pass their lives running at top speed from one place to another, not from any love of the place to which they are going, but from hatred of the place they are leaving behind, and so flying from all places:
Don Quixote ez da bizitzaz gogaitzeko adinera heldu, bizitza leku batetik bestera korri-korrika iraganez, eta ez, doazen lekuarenganako maitasunaz, datozen beste harenganako gorrotoaz baizik, guztietatik iheska, anitz izpiritu modernoren topofobia karakteristiko horretan mamitu ohi denera.