LOL. I've been reading up on Augustine. He was quite a wild young man. His conversion gives hope to the mother's heart of every rowdy son. 8~)
"Too late, have I loved Thee, O Beauty so ancient and so new, too late have I loved Thee! Thou wast with me, and I was not with Thee; I was abroad, running after those beauties which Thou hast made; those things which could have no being but in Thee kept me away from Thee. Thou hast called, Thou hast cried out, and hast pierced my deafness. Thou hast enlightened, Thou hast shone forth, and my blindness is dispelled. I have tasted Thee, and am hungry of Thee. Thou hast touched me, and I am afire with the desire of thy embraces." -- Augustine
St. Monica is the patroness of every missionary.
She once complained to her bishop that Augustine would not understand Christianity. The bishop told her to spend more time talking to God about Augustine and less time talking to Augustine about God. It is prayers of saints, not bibliolatry, that converts. Something I should remember more often.