Frederick Buechner can find grace and redemption even in the shoddiest, phoniest aspects of a cultural wasteland. One reads Lion Country...with hope and delight.

Frederick Buechner can find grace and redemption even in the shoddiest, phoniest aspects of a cultural wasteland. One reads Lion Country...with hope and delight.

Perfection irritates as well as it attracts, in fiction as in life.

Novels must have verisimilitude, and truth has little enough of that.

We were not as rich as the Rockefellers or Mellons, but we were rich enough to know how rich they were.

The only thing that keeps a man going is energy. And what is energy but liking life?

Keep doing good deeds long enough, and you'll probably turn out a good man in spite of yourself.