I read not only history and some fiction, but even the dry-as-dust sermons were interesting to me.

But I never seemed satisfied.

The more I read, the deeper grew the mysteries of life.
Nowhere did I find a clear, comprehendible statement of what I, an entity with countless other entities, was doing here.

Where had I come from, where was I going?
I visited the churches within my reach.

I heard the preachers and read the philosophers to obtain, if possible, a clue to the mystery of life.