Victory

Heyst was not conscious of either friends or of enemies. It was the very essence of his life to be a solitary achievement, accomplished not by hermit-like withdrawal with its silence and immobility, but by a system of restless wandering, by the detachment of an impermanent dweller amongst changing scenes.

Heyst nu era constient nici de prieteni, nici de dusmani. Era insasi esenta vietii sale sa fie o realizare solitara, realizata nu prin retragere asemanatoare cu tacerea si imobilitatea ei, ci printr-un sistem de ratacire nelinistita, prin detasarea unui locuitor impermanent printre scene in schimbare.