Augustine of Hippo on Love
Browse 9 quotations attributed to Augustine of Hippo, catalogued under love, with dates where available.
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Attributed to Augustine of Hippo, entry #1212: "To fall in love with God is the greatest romance; to seek him the greatest adventure; to find him, the greatest human achievement."
Attributed to Augustine of Hippo, entry #80253: "What is love's perfection? To love our enemies, and to love them to the end that they may be our brothers."
9 Quotes by Augustine of Hippo on Love
"To fall in love with God is the greatest romance; to seek him the greatest adventure; to find him, the greatest human achievement."
"What is love's perfection? To love our enemies, and to love them to the end that they may be our brothers."
"Thou hast made us for Thyself, and the heart never resteth till it findeth rest in Thee."
"Let each look to his own heart: let him not keep hatred against his brother for any hard word; on account of earthly contention let him not become earth."
"When I, who conduct this inquiry, love something, then three things are found: I, what I love, and the love itself. … There are, therefore three things: the lover, the beloved and the love."
"Shut out the evil love of the world, that you may be filled with the love of God. You are a vessel that was already full: you must pour away what you have, that you may take in what you have not."
"Love all men, even your enemies; love them, not because they are your brothers, but that they may become your brothers. Thus you will ever burn with fraternal love, both for him who is already your brother and for your enemy, that he may by loving become your brother. … Even he that does not as yet believe in Christ … love him, and love him with fraternal love. He is not yet thy brother, but love him precisely that he may be thy brother."
"For it still seemed to me “that it is not we who sin, but some other nature sinned in us.” And it gratified my pride to be beyond blame, and when I did anything wrong not to have to confess that I had done wrong. … I loved to excuse my soul and to accuse something else inside me but which was not I. But, assuredly, it was I, and it was my impiety that had divided me against myself. That sin then was all the more incurable because I did not deem myself a sinner."
"I became evil for no reason. I had no motive for my wickedness except wickedness itself. It was foul, and I loved it. I loved the self-destruction, I loved my fall, not the object for which I had fallen but my fall itself. My depraved soul leaped down from your firmament to ruin. I was seeking not to gain anything by shameful means, but shame for its own sake."