marcela Quotes

The girl grew up with such beauty that it reminded us of her mother’s, which was very great, and yet it was thought that the daughter’s would exceed it; and so when she reached the age of fourteen to fifteen years nobody beheld her but blessed God that had made her so beautiful, and the greater number were in love with her past redemption.

Nay—tell me—had Heaven made me ugly, as it has made me beautiful, could I with justice complain of you for not loving me?