Book, Chapter

 1       3, VI    |     the life of souls, life of lives, having life in thyself,
 2       4, XV    |      is all unstable. Our good lives forever with thee, and when
 3       4, XV    |     because with thee our good lives without blemish - for our
 4       8, III   |     from the flesh, and now he lives in Abraham’s bosom. Whatever
 5       8, III   |       that term “bosom,” there lives my Nebridius, my sweet friend,
 6       8, III   |  freedman any longer. There he lives; for what other place could
 7       8, III   |      for such a soul? There he lives in that abode about which
 8       9, III   |        are curious to know the lives of others, but slow to correct
 9       9, XX    |       may live.340 For my body lives by my soul, and my soul
10       9, XX    |        by my soul, and my soul lives by thee. How, then, do I
11       9, XXXV  |    still buzz around our daily lives - when would I dare to say
12      10, XXVIII|       of men, of which all the lives of men are parts.~
13      12, IV    | happily, since that life still lives even as it flows in its
14      12, XXI   |   yourselves from it. The soul lives by avoiding those things