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The Confessions of Saint Augustine is one of the earliest and most famous autobiographies in Western literature — and probably the only one that begins with the writer shouting directly at God.
Written around 400 AD by Augustine of Hippo (later canonised as a saint, despite a rather colourful youth), The Confessions is part spiritual memoir, part philosophical treatise, and part dramatic monologue. It’s essentially Augustine's open letter to God, where he bares his soul, unpacks his sins, and offers some surprisingly relatable reflections — all while quoting Scripture with the enthusiasm of a man who clearly didn’t expect page numbers to exist yet.
In a nutshell: “Dear God, sorry about the first 30 years.”
Augustine begins by confessing everything from petty theft (he once stole pears just for the thrill, not because he was hungry) to more existential misdeeds, such as loving pleasure more than truth. He candidly describes his journey from wild youth and flirtation with weird cults (looking at you, Manichaeism), to a long, slow U-turn into Christian faith.
Because it was the original tell-all — deeply introspective, brutally honest, and wildly ahead of its time. Augustine’s willingness to admit his flaws, question everything, and still end up a Doctor of the Church makes him feel strangely modern.
Also, it's a literary paradox: a private conversation with God written in public for everyone to read. Think of it as the world’s first spiritual blog, just written in Latin and without the cat photos.
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