Can we not live without pleasure, who cannot but with pleasure die?

You cannot parcel out freedom in pieces because freedom is all or nothing.

Against Him those women sin who torment their skin with potions, stain their cheeks with rouge and extend the line of their eyes with black coloring. Doubtless they are dissatisfied with God's plastic skill. In their own persons they convict and censure the Artificer of all things.

For those women sin against God when they rub their skin with ointments, stain their cheeks with rouge, and make their eyes prominent with antimony. To them, I suppose, the artistic skill of God is displeasing!

Two kinds of blindness are easily combined so that those who do not see really appear to see what is not.

It is our care for the helpless, our practice of loving kindness, that brands us in the eyes of those who oppose us.

The flesh feeds on the Body and Blood of Christ that the soul may be fattened on God