But where in my memory residest Thou, O Lord, where residest Thou there? what manner of lodging hast Thou framed for Thee?
what manner of sanctuary hast Thou builded for Thee? Thou hast given this honour to my memory, to reside in it; but in what
quarter of it Thou residest, that am I considering. For in thinking on Thee, I passed beyond such parts of it as the beasts
also have, for I found Thee not there among the images of corporeal things: and I came to those parts to which I
committed the affections of my mind, nor found Thee there. And I entered into the very seat of my mind (which it hath
in my memory, inasmuch as the mind remembers itself also), neither wert Thou there: for as Thou art not a corporeal image,
nor the affection of a living being (as when we rejoice, condole, desire, fear, remember, forget, or the like); so neither
art Thou the mind itself; because Thou art the Lord God of the mind; and all these are changed, but Thou remainest unchangeable
all, and yet hast vouchsafed to dwell in my memory, since I learnt Thee. And why seek I now in what place thereof Thou
dwellest, as if there were places therein? Sure I am, that in it Thou dwellest, since I have remembered Thee ever since I
learnt Thee, and there I find Thee, when I call Thee to remembrance.