Psalmophilia
How I cried out to you, my God, when I read the Psalms of David, those hymns of faith, those songs of a pious heart in which the spirit of pride can find no place!…
Tag: R.S. Pine-Coffin
Every Grain of Sand
Every particle of sand in the glass of time is precious to me, even if I were able to set my facts in order and give an account of them. –Saint Augustine, Confessions, 253-4, translated by…
Today’s One-Liner (#272)
Yet who can tell how many times each day our curiosity is tempted by the most trivial and insignificant matters? –Saint Augustine, Confessions, trans. R. S. Pine-Coffin
Today’s One-Liner (#257)
Let me tell you, my God, how I squandered the brains you gave me on foolish delusions. –Saint Augustine, Confessions, trans. R. S. Pine-Coffin
Today’s One-Liner (#232)
The soul lives when it avoids the things which it is death to seek. –Saint Augustine, Confessions, trans. R. S. Pine-Coffin
Today’s One-Liner (#205)
Moreover, when converts are well known, their example guides many others to salvation. –Saint Augustine, Confessions, trans. R. S. Pine-Coffin, 163