I mean, let me tell you how many things he can't do. He can't die, he can't sin, he can't lie, he can't be deceived or mistaken; so many things he can't do, and if he could do them he wouldn't be almighty.
Nam ego dico quanta non possit: non potest mori, non potest peccare, non potest mentiri, non potest falli; tanta non potest, quae si posset, non esset omnipotens.
"A peculiar anthologic maze, an amusing literary chaos, a farrago of quotations, a mere olla podrida of quaintness, a pot pourri of pleasant delites, a florilegium of elegant extracts, a tangled fardel of old-world flowers of thought, a faggot of odd fancies, quips, facetiae, loosely tied" (Holbrook Jackson, Anatomy of Bibliomania) by a "laudator temporis acti," a "praiser of time past" (Horace, Ars Poetica 173).
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Sunday, July 07, 2024
Things God Can't Do
Augustine, Sermons 213.2 (Patrologia Latina, vol. 38, col. 1061; tr. Edmund Hill):