A fat stomach never breeds fine thoughts.

Instead of speaking saintly words we must act them.

The friendship that can cease has never been real.

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

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

For it is good to cleave to God, and to put our hopes in the Lord, so that, when we have exchanged this poor life for the kingdom of heaven, we may cry aloud: 'Whom have I in heaven but thee? There is none upon earth that I desire beside thee.' Assuredly, when we have found such wealth in heaven, we may well grieve to have sought after poor passing pleasures here on earth.

So valuable to heaven is the dignity of the human soul that every member of the human race has a guardian angel from the moment the person begins to be.