Maybe it didn’t come at the right time in my life, maybe it’s a slog because of how deeply Catholic it is, but I didn’t get out of this what I was hoping.

That said, there were some parts that just absolutely blew me away. Augustine’s ability to turn a phrase is still potent 1600 years later. The way he describes grieving the death of his friend was the most potent part of this book. That passage is one I know I will revisit because of how beautiful it is.