Here are the proper references and other translations of these same two quotes. I thought that you folks might like to have these...
Augustine (354-430): Thou hast formed us for Thyself, and our hearts are restless till they find rest in Thee. NPNF1: Vol. I, The Confessions of St. Augustine, Book I, Chapter 1, §1.
Augustine (354-430): You have made us and drawn us to yourself, and our heart is unquiet until it rests in you. John E. Rotelle, O.S.A., ed., WSA, Part 1, Vol. 1, trans. Maria Boulding, O.S.B., Confessions, Book I, Chapter 1, §1 (New York: New City Press, 1997), p. 39.
Augustine (354-430): And my whole hope is only in Thy exceeding great mercy. Give what Thou commandest, and command what Thou wilt. Thou imposest continency upon us, "œnevertheless, I when I perceived," saith one, "œthat I could not otherwise obtain her, except God gave her me;... that was a point of wisdom also to. know whose gift she was." For by continency are we bound up and brought into one, whence we were scattered abroad into many. For he loves Thee too little who loves ought with Thee, which he loves not for Thee,´ O love, who ever burnest, and art never quenched! O charity, my God, kindle me I Thou commandest continency; give what Thou commandest, and command what Thou wilt. NPNF1: Vol. I, The Confessions of St. Augustine, Book 9, Chapter 29, §40.
Augustine (354-430): 29, 40. On your exceedingly great mercy rests all my hope. Give what you command, and then command whatever you will. You order us to practice continence. A certain writer tells us, I knew that no one can be continent except by God's gift, and that it is already a mark of wisdom to recognize whose gift this is. By continence the scattered elements of the self are collected and brought back into the unity from which we have slid away into dispersion; for anyone who loves something else along with you, but does not love it for your sake, loves you less. O Love, ever burning, never extinguished, O Charity, my God, set me on fire! You command continence: give what you command, and then command whatever you will. John E. Rotelle, O.S.A., ed., WSA, Part 1, Vol. 1, trans. Maria Boulding, O.S.B., Confessions, Book I0, Chapter 29, §40 (New York: New City Press, 1997), p. 263.
Blessings,
DTK