This rather moving extract comes from a letter that Charles Darwin wrote to his wife. I find that it resonates with my own views.
Dearest Emma
Last night you said I was at war with God. But truly it is nothing so dramatic as a war. Just a silent struggle with myself, extended over and thousand afternoons.
The loss of religious faith is a slow and fragile process like the raising of continents. What can I say to you except that the process is complete.
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