My speech is too fast; my oration confused; love knows no order.

The Church of Christ has been founded by shedding its own blood, not that of others; by enduring outrage, not by inflicting it. Persecutions have made it grow; martyrdoms have crowned it.

Nothing is hard for lovers, no labor is difficult for those who wish it.

The fact is that my native land is a prey to barbarism, that in it men's only God is their belly, that they live only for the present, and that the richer a man is the holier he is held to be.

[O]pulence is always the result of theft, if not committed by the actual possessor, then by his predecessors.

Small minds cannot grasp great subjects.

The Roman world is in collapse but we do not bend our neck.