Book, Chapter

1       1, XVII |     strikingly reproduced the passions of anger and sorrow according
2       2, III  |     although she knew that my passions were destructive even then
3       2, VIII |   have that itching of my own passions inflamed by the encouragement
4       7, I    |    the world. Now, indeed, my passions had ceased to excite me
5       9, XIV  |     the experience of its own passions, and has entrusted to the
6      11, X    |      tumults of my boisterous passions. And now, behold, I am returning,
7      12, XXI  |      pride, from the indolent passions of luxury, and from what
8      12, XXXIV| through the ordering of their passions by the strength of continence.