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To be a saint is to be a little out of one's mind, which is a very good thing to be a little out of from time to time. It is to live a life that is always giving itself away and yet is always full.
Frederick Buechner
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Frederick Buechner
Age: 98
Born: 1926
Born: July 11
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You can never be sure whether you are discovering the truth or inventing it.
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Think of these pages as graffiti maybe, and where I have scratched up in a public place my longings and loves, my grievances and indecencies, be reminded in private of your own. In that way, at least, we can hold a kind of converse.
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For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost.
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If you talk about sin, you don't have to use the first person singular, but speak out of that part of yourself which knows what it means to become estranged from people you love. Speak in your own voice about things that you in your own life have in one way or another experienced.
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A God in the hand is worth two in the bush.
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Even the saddest things can become, once we have made peace with them, a source of wisdom and strength.
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If preachers decide to preach about hope, let them preach out of what they themselves hope for.
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To be wise is to be eternally curious.
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That's five friends, one each for Jesu's wounds, and Godric bears their mark still on what's left of him as in their time they all bore his on them. What's friendship, when all's done, but the giving and taking of wounds?
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