And now I felt that it was not enough; I tired of the routine of eight years in one afternoon. I desired liberty; for liberty I gasped; for liberty I uttered a prayer; it seemed scattered on the wind then faintly blowing.
In un solo pomeriggio quella vita metodica, che vivevo da otto anni, era diventata grave per me, desideravo la libertà, sospiravo dietro ad essa e per essa pregavo.