Thy word remaineth for ever, which word now appeareth unto us in the riddle of the clouds, and through the mirror of the heavens, not as it is: because that even we, though the well beloved of thy Son, yet it hath not yet appeared what we shall be. He looked through the lattice of our flesh and he spake us fair, yea, he set us on fire, and we hasten on his scent. But when he shall appear, then shall we be like him, for we shall see him as he is: as he is, Lord, will our sight be, though the time be not yet.
Saint AugustineI would not believe in the Gospel, if the authority of the Catholic Church did not bid me to do so.
Saint AugustineCantare amantis est ... Singing belongs to one who loves." (s. 336, 1 – PL 38, 1472).
Saint AugustineWhatever skills I have acquired, whatever gifts I have been given, I place them at Your service.
Saint Augustine