I became evil for no reason. I had no motive for my wickedness except wickedness itself. It was foul, and I loved it. I loved the self-destruction, I loved my fall, not the object for which I had fallen but my fall itself. My depraved soul leaped down from your firmament to ruin. I was seeking not to gain anything by shameful means, but shame for its own sake.

It is said that there is no salvation outside the Church. Who denies this? And therefore whatever things of the Church are had outside the Church do not avail unto salvation.

Lust indulged became habit, and habit unresisted became necessity.

"Otherwise grace is no more grace," since it is bestowed on us, not because we have done good works, but that we may be able to do them.

I would not believe in the Gospel, if the authority of the Catholic Church did not bid me to do so.

It is not earthly riches which make us or our sons happy; for they must either be lost by us in our lifetime, or be possessed when we are dead, by whom we know not, or perhaps by whom we would not.

Then assuredly the world was made, not in time, but simultaneously with time.