Also, there was no doubt that Sabellianism was conceived of the devil.

So was Constantine, the arch-fiend, the devil's right hand.
Continually I returned to contemplation of the nature of the unity of God, and went over and over the contentions of Noetus, the Syrian.
Better, however, did I like the contentions of my beloved teacher, Arius.
Truly, if human reason could determine anything at all, there must have been a time, in the very nature of sonship, when the Son did not exist.
In the nature of sonship there must have been a time when the Son commenced to exist.

A father must be older than his son.

To hold otherwise were a blasphemy and a belittlement of God.
And I remembered back to my young days when I had sat at the feet of Arius, who had been a presbyter of the city of Alexandria, and who had been robbed of the bishopric by the blasphemous and heretical Alexander.
Alexander the Sabellianite, that is what he was, and his feet had fast hold of hell.
Yes, I had been to the Council of Nicea, and seen it avoid the issue.

And I remembered when the Emperor Constantine had banished Arius for his uprightness.