My reflections were too undefined and fragmentary to merit record: I hardly yet knew where I was; Gateshead and my past life seemed floated away to an immeasurable distance; the present was vague and strange, and of the future I could form no conjecture.
Sapevo appena dov'ero. Gateshead e la mia vita passata fluttuavano dietro a me ad una distanza incommensurabile; il presente era vago e strano, e sul futuro non potevo far pronostici.