One day, Father Cruz from Lisbon came, in his turn, to question us. When he had finished, he asked us to show him the spot where Our Lady appeared to us. On the way, we walked on either side of His Reverence, who was riding a donkey so small that his feet almost touched the ground.
As we went along, he taught us a litany of ejaculations, two of which Jacinta made her own and never stopped repeating afterwards: “O my Jesus, I love you! Sweet Heart of Mary, be my salvation!”
One day during her illness, she told me: “I so like to tell Jesus that I love Him! Many times, when I say it to Him, I seem to have a fire in my heart, but it doesn’t burn me.”
Another time she said: “I love Our Lord and Our Lady so much, that I never get tired of telling of telling Them that I love Them.”