This is the very perfection of a man, to find out his own imperfections.
Indeed, man wishes to be happy even when he so lives as to make happiness impossible.
Except he be willing, man cannot believe.
Thou movest us to delight in praising Thee; for Thou hast formed us for Thyself, and our hearts are restless till they find rest in Thee.
Punishment, that is the justice for the unjust.
For so it is, O Lord my God, I measure it! But what it is I measure, I do not know.