Iċ wæs ascod hwǽþer hit wǽre betra þe mann lufan hæfde ġiet forleás þe mann nǽfre næfde. Iċ andswerode þæt náhwǽþer is betra þonne óþer and þæt iċ lufan self ċeóse.
Hé cunnode ġebǽdan þæt iċ andswerie ac iċ andswerode þæt þæt leás dilemma is and þæt líf eáþe nis and þæt iċ lufan self ċeóse. Iċ eác sæġde þæt seó ascung ġeboren of cynisme is swá iċ hopan and lufan ċeóse.
I was asked whether it were better that one had love yet lost it or that one never had it. I answered that neither is better than the other and that I choose love itself.
He tried to force me to answer, but I answered that that is a false dilemma and that life is not easy, and that I choose love itself. I also said that the question is born from cynicism, so I choose hope and love.