“You have made us for Yourself, and our heart finds no rest until it rests in You.”
“Confessions” is a spiritual search by an intellectual person, accompanied by the torments of the heart and doubts; it is a story of a person’s inner world on the path to God.
In the literary sky, “Confessions” is the first European autobiography; academically speaking, it is a profound interpretation of Christian ways of seeing the world in the context of ancient culture, carried out by a brilliant mind and father of Western medieval philosophy.
If “Confessions” had reached us without the author’s name—if it hadn’t mentioned concrete historical details—philologists analyzing its language and style would have been torn between several centuries. Could one guess, reading these pages, that they were written on the eve of the fall of the Roman Empire, in a country that, over the last 20–30 years, has experienced famine, raids by nomads, and bloody uprisings—where fires, robber ambushes, attacks, violence, and murders have become everyday reality.
In “Confessions,” two features that seem to exclude each other are combined: the author’s most vivid individuality and the astonishing universality of his work.