Are You There God? It’s Me, Lily
Over time, my belief in many things has wavered: marriage, the afterlife, Woody Allen.
Lena Dunham • Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
Last year my mind exploded and now I'm in spiritual puberty again
Sasha Chapinsashachapin.substack.com
To be honest, I felt like I was too smart to believe in God—like God is fine for other people, who need that sort of thing to comfort themselves in times of distress, or to incentivize them to behave morally. But not me. I was above that.
Sarah Hurwitz • Here All Along: Finding Meaning, Spirituality, and a Deeper Connection to Life--in Judaism (After Finally Choosing to Look There)
I was a terrible believer in things, but I was also a terrible nonbeliever in things. I was as searching as I was skeptical. I didn’t know where to put my faith, or if there was such a place, or even precisely what the word faith meant, in all of its complexity. Everything seemed to be possibly potent and possibly fake.