...If humility does not precede all that we do, our efforts are fruitless.
In failing to confess, Lord, I would only hide You from myself, not myself from You.
Heretics think false things about God and call it their faith.
My weight is my love.
Two loves have made two different cities: self-love hath made a terrestrial city, which rises in contempt of God; and Divine Love hath made a celestial one, which rises in contempt of self. The former glories in itself - the latter in God.
What am I then, my God? What is my nature? A life varied, multifaceted and truly immense.