In Capitán Tiago’s household there is sadness. The windows are closed; the people inside walk on tiptoe, hardly making a noise. It is only in the kitchen that one can attempt to speak in a loud voice. María Clara, the life of the house, is lying ill in bed. The state of her health can be discerned in every face, just as a spiritual malaise can be described from an individual’s features.
“What do you think, Isabel? Shall I give alms to the Cross of Tunasán or to the Cross of Matahóng?” asks the sorrowing father in a low voice. “The Cross of Tunasán grows, but that of Matahóng sweats. Which of the two, do you think is more miraculous?”
Tía Isabel reflects, shakes her head and murmurs:
“Grow… To grow is more miraculous than to sweat. We all sweat but we all do not grow.”
–From José Rizal’s Noli Me Tangere (Chapter 43: The Espadaña Couple), translated into English by the late Mª Soledad Lacson vda. de Locsín–