Meagan✨'s Reviews > Confessions

I went into Confessions with no religious ties of my own- more curious than devout, more drawn to the human condition than to doctrine. I wanted to approach theology from the outside looking in, to understand the yearning that pushes someone to search for meaning through faith.

From a literary standpoint, the book feels like an interior monologue centuries ahead of its time. Augustine’s writing is tender and turbulent, philosophical yet disarmingly emotional. I found myself moved by the rawness of watching a man dissect his soul in real time trying, sentence by sentence, to turn chaos into clarity.

What surprised me most was how relatable his reflections still are. Something universal: longing, regret, self-interrogation, and the aching desire to make sense of one’s place in the world. His words often read like a dialogue between intellect and emotion, solitude and surrender.