Letter 1603: At times, immoderate joy does more damage to the soul than sorrow does.

Glory to you, O King, glory to you! What a sea of long-suffering you possess! What a treasure of patient endurance of evil! Those who through your name, from being obscure and dishonored, have become brilliant and conspicuous, have used the honor against you who honored them, and they dare the undaring, and they outrage what is holy, committing offenses greater than those deserving of pardon. If, therefore, even the one who intercedes on behalf of others has been astonished at the divine long-suffering on account of your transgressions, who will supplicate on your behalf? Who will intercede? Who will stand beside you? Considering, therefore, what evils you are committing, cease from your unpardonable offenses.