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Confessions

Augustine·Latin

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The first autobiography in Western literature. Augustine traces his journey from theft, lust, and intellectual pride to conversion in a Milan garden. Part memoir, part prayer, part philosophy.

Late have I loved you, beauty so old and so new: late have I loved you. And see, you were within and I was in the external world and sought you there.

You called and cried out loud and shattered my deafness. You were radiant and resplendent, you put to flight my blindness. You were fragrant, and I drew in my breath and now pant after you. I tasted you, and I feel but hunger and thirst for you. You touched me, and I am set on fire to attain the peace which is yours.

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