Three passions have governed our life:
The longings for love, the search for knowledge,
And unbearable pity for the suffering of [humankind].
Love brings ecstasy and relieves loneliness.
In the union of love we have seen
In a mystic miniature the prefiguring vision
Of the heavens that saints and poets have imagined.
With equal passion we have sought knowledge.
We have wished to understand the hearts of [people].
We have wished to know why the stars shine.
Love and knowledge led upwards to the heavens,
But always pity brought us back to earth;
Cries of pain reverberated in our heart
Of children in famine, of victims tortured
And of old people left helpless.
We long to alleviate the evil, but we cannot,
And we too suffer.
This has been our life; We found it worth living.
A sense of duty is useful in work, but offensive in personal relations. People wish to be liked, not be endured with patient resignation.