This is Merton's autobiography, the story of his life prior to entering a Trappist monastery. Given that he lived what might be called a Bohemian life growing up, the first half of the book shouldn't be so boring, but it is. The second half, in which he feels himself drawn to scholasticism and the life of a monk, is more interesting but no more edifying.
I found this book neither entertaining or useful, which has a lot to do with my very serious doubts about the Church of Rome. I don't recommend it.
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