Frederick Buechner Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• When you remember me, it means you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart.

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  Heart, Mean, Who I Am

  FaceBook post by Frederick Buechner from Sep 11, 2016

• You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.

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  Relationship, Family, Smile

  FaceBook post by Frederick Buechner from Mar 04, 2015

• Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery it is. In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it, because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace.

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  Life, Spiritual, Pain

  FaceBook post by Frederick Buechner from Jun 12, 2014

• Of all powers, love is the most powerful and the most powerless. It is the most powerful because it alone can conquer that final and most impregnable stronghold which is the human heart. It is the most powerless because it can do nothing except by consent.

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  Powerful, Heart, Love Is

• There is a fragrance in the air, a certain passage of a song, an old photograph falling out from the pages of a book, the sound of somebody's voice in the hall that makes your heart leap and fills your eyes with tears. Who can say when or how it will be that something easters up out of the dimness to remind us of a time before we were born and after we will die?

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  Song, Easter, Book

• Pay mind to your own life, your own health, and wholeness. A bleeding heart is of no help to anyone if it bleeds to death.

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  Heart, Mind, Pay

• We find by losing. We hold fast by letting go. We become something new by ceasing to be something old. This seems to be close to the heart of that mystery. I know no more now than I ever did about the far side of death as the last letting-go of all, but now I know that I do not need to know, and that I do not need to be afraid of not knowing. God knows. That is all that matters.

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  Death, Letting Go, Heart

• What's prayer? It's shooting shafts into the dark. What mark they strike, if any, who's to say? It's reaching for a hand you cannot touch. The silence is so fathomless that prayers like plummets vanish into the sea. You beg. You whimper. You load God down with empty praise. You tell him sins that he already knows full well. You seek to change his changeless will. Yet Godric prays the way he breathes, for else his heart would wither in his breast. Prayer is the wind that fills his sail. Else drift with witless tides. And sometimes, by God's grace, a prayer is heard.

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  Prayer, Heart, Dark

  FaceBook post by Frederick Buechner from Mar 12, 2017

• To believe is not intellectual assent: "Yes, I believe in Jesus. I will sign my name to the Nicene Creed. I believe it all" - which you could do, [but] it would have no effect on who you were or what you did. It is, rather, to give your heart.

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  Jesus, Believe, Heart

  Interview with Bob Abernethy, www.pbs.org. April 5, 2006.

• In the silence of a midwinter dusk, there is a sound so faint that for all you can tell it may be only the sound of the silence itself. You hold your breath to listen. You are aware of the beating of your heart. The extraordinary thing that is about to happen is matched only by the extraordinary moment just before it happens. Advent is the name of that moment.

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  Heart, Names, Extraordinary Moments

• For outlandish creatures like us, on our way to a heart, a brain, and courage, Bethlehem is not the end of our journey but only the beginning - not home but the place through which we must pass if ever we are to reach home at last.

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  Christmas, Home, Heart

• The worst isn't the last thing about the world. It's the next to the last thing. The last thing is the best. It's the power from on high that comes down into the world, that wells up from the rock-bottom worst of the world like a hidden spring. Can you believe it? The last, best thing is the laughing deep in the hearts of the saints, sometimes our hearts even. Yes. You are terribly loved and forgiven. Yes. You are healed. All is well.

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  Spring, Believe, Heart

• Phrases like Worship Service or Service of Worship are tautologies. To worship God means to serve him. Basically there are two ways to do it. One way is to do things for Him that He needs to have done - run errands for Him, carry messages for Him, fight on His side, feed His lambs, and so on. The other way is to do things for Him that you need to do - sing songs for Him, tell Him what's on your mind and in your heart, in general rejoice in Him.

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  Running, Song, Mean

• Here and there and not just in books we catch glimpses of a world of once upon a time and they lived happily ever after, of a world where there is a wizard to give courage and a heart, an angel with a white stone that has written on it our true and secret name, and it is so easy to dismiss it all that it is hardly worth bothering to do. ... But if the world of the fairy tale and our glimpses of it here and there are only a dream, they are one of the most haunting and powerful dreams that the world has ever dreamed.

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  Dream, Powerful, Book

• When a man leaves home, he leaves behind some scrap of his heart. . . . It's the same with a place a man is going to. Only then he sends a scrap of his heart ahead.

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  Home, Heart, Men

  Frederick Buechner (2009). “The Eyes of the Heart: A Memoir of the Lost and Found”, p.4, Harper Collins

• Maybe at the heart of all our traveling is the dream of someday, somehow, getting Home.

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  Dream, Home, Heart

  Frederick Buechner (2009). “Beyond Words: Daily Readings in the ABC's of Faith”, p.393, Zondervan

• To believe in God is to give your heart to God.

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  Believe, Heart, Giving

  Interview with Bob Abernethy, www.pbs.org. April 5, 2006.

• Words spoken in deep love or deep hate set things in motion in the human heart that can never be reversed.

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  Hate, Heart, Deep Love

  Frederick Buechner (2009). “Secrets in the Dark: A Life in Sermons”, p.3, Harper Collins

• To believe in Christ is to give your heart to Christ, which means not to affirm things about Christ, but it's like what you mean when you say, "I believe in my friend."

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  Believe, Mean, Heart

  Interview with Bob Abernethy, www.pbs.org. April 5, 2006.

• I'm not religious in the sense that I do not subscribe to any particular set of religious dogma. I don't go to church. I don't read the Bible. But I believe that the word "Spirit" with a capital S points to an ultimate reality which I give my heart to.

  Frederick Buechner

  Religious, Believe, Heart

  Interview with Bob Abernethy, www.pbs.org. April 5, 2006.

• God knows we have our own demons to be cast out, our own uncleanness to be cleansed. Neurotic anxiety happens to be my own particular demon, a floating sense of doom that has ruined many of what could have been, should have been, the happiest days of my life, and more than a few times in my life I have been raised from such ruins, which is another way of saying that more than a few times in my life I have been raised from death - death of the spirit anyway, death of the heart - by the healing power that Jesus calls us both to heal with and to be healed by.

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  Jesus, Healing, Heart

  FaceBook post by Frederick Buechner from Aug 02, 2013

• It was the upward-reaching and fathomlessly hungering, heart-breaking love for the beauty of the world at its most beautiful, and, beyond that, for that beauty east of the sun and west of the moon which is past the reach of all but our most desperate desiring and is finally the beauty of Beauty itself, of Being itself and what lies at the heart of Being.

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  Beautiful, Lying, Heart

  Frederick Buechner (2017). “A Crazy, Holy Grace: The Healing Power of Pain and Memory”, p.24, Zondervan

• The difference to me is not between the believers on one hand and the nonbelievers on the other hand. It's between people who carry in their hearts some sense of what the word "God," at least to me, means, which is a loving, creating, everlastingly renewing presence deeply concerned with the well-being of the earth and all its creatures.

  Frederick Buechner

  Mean, Heart, Differences

  "Frederick Buechner Extended Interview". Interview with Bob Abernethy, www.pbs.org. May 5, 2006.

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