“‘When I live far from the sea,’ he wrote, ‘my gaze grows sad, nostalgically following the capricious course of rivers, searching the horizon for the distant shore where they flow into the sea... I have always been a nomad, without a fixed residence... Driven by my hobbies, these peculiar circumstances have developed in me this vagabond nature, which makes me live, as it were, outside of humanity.”
March Cencillo, J., El Archiduque, Biografía ilustrada de un príncipe nómada, La Foradada, 1991.