Quotes from Confessions
17 notable lines from Augustine of Hippo · c. 398
You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they rest in you.
Quotations follow the F. J. Sheed translation (Continuum, 1993) — our recommended edition.
Thou madest us for Thyself, and our heart is restless, until it repose in Thee.
Book I · trans. Pusey Give me chastity and continence — but not yet.
Augustine Give me chastity and continency, but not yet.
Augustine's youthful prayer, Book VIII Late have I loved you, beauty so old and so new. Late have I loved you.
Book 10 Late have I loved you, beauty so old and so new, late have I loved you.
Book X · trans. Chadwick Take up and read; take up and read.
The child's voice in the garden, Book VIII · trans. Pilkington What, then, is time? If no one asks me, I know. If I wish to explain it to someone who asks, I do not know.
Book 11 What, then, is time? If no one ask of me, I know; if I wish to explain to him who asks, I know not.
Book XI · trans. Pusey You were within me, but I was outside, and there I sought you.
Book X · trans. Chadwick To Carthage I came, where there sang all around me in my ears a cauldron of unholy loves.
Opening of Book III · trans. Pusey Grant what Thou commandest, and command what Thou wilt.
Book X · trans. Pusey And men go forth to wonder at the heights of mountains, the huge waves of the sea, the broad flow of the rivers, the extent of the ocean, and the courses of the stars, and omit to wonder at themselves.
Book X · trans. Pilkington I loved to perish, I loved mine own fault, not that for which I was faulty, but my fault itself.
On the theft of the pears, Book II · trans. Pusey Thou wert more inward to me than my most inward part; and higher than my highest.
Book III · trans. Pusey I loved not yet, yet I loved to love, and out of a deep-seated want, I hated myself for wanting not.
Book III · trans. Pusey I sank away from Thee, and I wandered, O my God, too much astray from Thee my stay, in these days of my youth, and I became to myself a barren land.
Book II · trans. Pusey