by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
There is no constancy in our life; from all sides fatigue vexes us; in all endeavors, tiredness; in everything, depravity. Enarrationes in psalmos 62,6
by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
The angel fell; but did heaven become stained? Adam fell; Did Paradise become ugly? Judas fell; was the choir of Apostles infected? Caillau-St. Yves, 2,5
by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
Every man is wicked for his own self, becoming his own executioner. He is his own punishment, because his conscience torments him. Enarrationes in psalmos 36 S 2,10
by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
It was there in the mind that the first mother, Eve, was corrupted. Do you want to know how great was the perversity of that sin? Consider the immensity of the calamity in us who have been born of her. Sermo 318,2
by Agustinos Recoletos | Dec 24, 2018
By pride we fall to arrive at this mortality. And because pride had wounded us, humility heals us. God came humble to heal man of so great a wound caused by pride. Enarrationes in psalmos 36, S 2,17
