The wicked exist in this world either to be converted or that through them the good may exercise patience.

There never can have been, and never can be, and there never shall be any sin without pride.

My love is my weight. Because of it, I move.

Although among heretics and schismatics there is the same Baptism, nevertheless, the remission of sins is not operative among them because of the very rottenness of discord and wickedness of dissension ... Baptism was in them, but it did not profit them outside the Church ... Outside the Church, Baptism works death because of discord.

I once laboured hard for the free will of man, until the grace of God at length overcame me.

Once for all, then, a short precept is given thee: Love, and do what thou wilt: whether thou hold thy peace, through love hold thy peace; whether thou cry out, through love cry out; whether thou correct, through love correct; whether thou spare, through love do thou spare: let the root of love be within, of this root can nothing spring but what is good.

Love, and He will draw near; love, and He will dwell within you.