In my unloveliness I plunged into the lovely things which you created. You were with me, but I was not with you. Created things kept me from you; yet if they had not been in you, they would have not been at all.

Though in the order of nature angels rank above men, yet, by scale of justice, good men are of greater value than bad angels.

God loves each of us as if there were only one of us.

Believe that you may understand.

For what is the self-complacent man but a slave to his own self-praise.

Beauty is indeed a good gift of God; but that the good may not think it a great good, God dispenses it even to the wicked.

In the house of God there is never ending festival; the angel choir makes eternal holiday; the presence of God's face gives joy that never fails.