From the simplest lyric to the most complex novel and densest drama, literature is asking us to pay attention. Pay attention to the frog. Pay attention to the west wind. Pay attention to the boy on the raft, the lady in the tower, the old man on the train. In sum, pay attention to the world and all that dwells therein and thereby learn at last to pay attention to yourself and all that dwells therein.
Frederick BuechnerThe Jesus who is the one whom we search for even when we do not know that we are searching and hide from even when we do not know that we are hiding.
Frederick BuechnerLaugh till you weep. Weep till there's nothing left but to laugh at your weeping. In the end it's all one.
Frederick BuechnerTo confess your sins to God is not to tell [God] anything [God] doesn't already know. Until you confess them, however, they are the abyss between you. When you confess them, they become the bridge.
Frederick BuechnerIn New England, especially, [faith] is like sex. It's very personal. You don't bring it out and talk about it.
Frederick Buechner