I never loved, I never esteemed, I did not even know her. I was not sure of the existence of one virtue in her nature: I had marked neither modesty, nor benevolence, nor candour, nor refinement in her mind or manners--and, I married her:--gross, grovelling, mole-eyed blockhead that I was!
Yo no la amaba, ignoraba si era virtuosa o no, no había apreciado en su carácter ni bondad, ni modestia, ni candor, ni delicadeza... ¡y, sin embargo, me casé!