Furthermore, what profit was it to me that I, rascally slave of selfish ambitions that I was, read and understood by myself as many books as I could get concerning the so-called liberal arts?...I had turned my back to the light and my face to the things it illuminated, and so no light played upon my own face, or on the eyes that perceived them.
Saint AugustineEvery day my conscience makes confession relying on the hope of Your mercy as more to be trusted than its own innocence.
Saint AugustineIt is love that asks, that seeks, that knocks, that finds, and that is faithful to what it finds.
Saint Augustine