I give thanks to God whom I worship with a pure conscience as my fathers did, when I remember you unceasingly in my prayers.

Night and day when I recall your tears I am longing to see you, that my happiness may be complete.

But when he came to Rome he sought for me until he found me.

He must be gentle when instructing opponents; for possibly God may give them a change of mind for the recognition of the truth,

For a time will come when they will not listen to wholesome teaching, but wanting to have their ears tickled, they will heap up for themselves teachers upon teachers to satisfy their own fancies.

When you come, bring the cloak I left in Troas with Carpus; also my books, but especially my parchments.