Whatever is born is the work of God. So whatever is plastered on, is the devil's work.... How unworthy of the Christian name it is to wear a fictitious face - you on whom simplicity in every form is enjoined! You, to whom lying with the tongue is not lawful, are lying in appearance.

The blood of the martyrs is the seed of the church.

Discipline is an index to doctrine.

Indeed it is better to postpone, lest either we complete too little by hurrying, or wander too long in completing it.

But all the other frenzies of passions-impious both toward the bodies and toward the sexes-beyond the laws of nature, we banish not only from the threshold, but from all shelter of the Church, because they are not sins, but monstrosities.

The blood of Christians is seed.

Christians are made, not born.