Concerning that Most Unhappy Time in Which He, Being Deceived,
Deceived Others; and Concerning the Mockers of His Confession.
He Teaches Rhetoric, the Only Thing He Loved, and Scorns
the Soothsayer, who Promised Him Victory.
Not Even the Most Experienced Men Could Persuade Him of
the Vanity of Astrology, to Which He was Devoted.
Sorely Distressed by Weeping at the Death of His Friend,
He Provides Consolation for Himself.
Why Weeping is Pleasant to the Wretched.
His Friend Being Snatched Away by Death, He Imagines that
He Remains Only as Half.
Troubled by Restlessness and Grief, He Leaves His Country
a Second Time for Carthage.
That His Grief Ceased by Time, and the Consolation of
That the Love of a Human Being, However Constant in Loving
and Returning Love, Perishes; While He who Loves God Never
Loses a Friend
That All Things Exist That They may Perish, and That we
are not Safe Unless God Watches Over Us.
That Portions of the World are not to be Loved; but that
God, Their Author, is Immutable, and His Word Eternal.
Love is not Condemned, but Love in God, in Whom There
is Rest Through Jesus Christ, is to be Preferred.
Love Originates From Grace, and Beauty Enticing Us.
Concerning the Books Which He Wrote "On the Fair and Fit,"
Dedicated to Hierius.
While Writing, Being Blinded by Corporeal Images, He Failed
to Recognise the spiritual Nature of God.
He Very Easily Understood the Liberal Arts and the Categories
of Aristotle, but Without True Fruit.