... at the beginning of the human race the woman was made of a rib taken from the side of the man while he slept; for it seemed fit that even then Christ and His Church should be foreshadowed in this event. For that sleep of the man was the death of Christ, whose side, as He hung lifeless upon the Cross, was pierced with a spear, and there flowed from it blood and water, and these we know to be the sacraments by which the Church is built up.

The most venerable, clearly understood, enlightened, and reliable constant in the world is not only that we want to be happy, but that we want only to be so. Our very nature requires it of us.

Before God can deliver us we must undeceive ourselves.

I fell away from you, my God, and I went astray, too far astray from you, the support of my youth, and I became to myself a land of want.

In failing to confess, Lord, I would only hide You from myself, not myself from You.

Imagine the vanity of thinking that your enemy can do you more damage than your enmity.

It’s not in the book or in the writer that readers discern the truth of what they read; they see it in themselves, if the light of truth has penetrated their minds.