Frederick Buechner Quotes

I don't think I would have minded you being the keeper of my secrets.

We trust our secrets to our friends, but they escape from us in love.

Why is it that some secrets can drown you while some pull you close to others in a way you never want to lose?

I actually think that secrets are just a part of human nature and that everybody should have some.

I feel only my friends and family need to know what is happening in my personal life.

On airplanes, strangers confide in me the most deepest, darkest secrets. And I think they think I'll understand. And I generally do understand.

I don't know that I want to share all my most intimate secrets.

Don't call yourself a secret unless you mean to keep it.

It's human to have a secret, but it's just as human to reveal it sooner or later.

We confide our secret to a friend, but in love it escapes us.

A secret is too little for one, enough for two, and too much for three.

I fear no secret of a person I trust, and he has no need to fear mine. It is part of being friends.

I think my friends tell me their deepest darkest secrets only because they know it won't ever come out.

Do people ever reflect, one wonders, that the best way to protect against the penetration of one's secrets by others is to have the minimum of secrets to conceal?

All confidence placed in another is dangerous if it is not perfect, for on almost all occasions we ought to tell everything or to conceal everything. We have already told too much of our secret, if one single circumstance is to be kept back.

Secrets are things we give to others to keep for us.

I wouldn't tell you anything about anybody I cared about because it becomes entertainment for other people, and it sort of just cheapens everything in your life. I would never tell you if I was dating anybody.

My most intimate secrets? Well, if I told you those they wouldn't be secrets now, would they? Seriously though I don't have too many secrets. I'm a very open and honest person, sometimes too honest for my own good.

We all have secrets. We've all kept secrets. We've had secrets kept from us, and we know how that feels.

After all, everybody has secrets and there are some things that nobody knows about you but only you, right?

The human longings that are deep inside of us never go away. They exist across cultures; they exist throughout life. When people were first made, our deepest longing was to know and be known. And after the Fall, when we all got weird, it's still our deepest longing - but it's now also our deepest fear.

Anybody who writes a diary insists it must be read by someone else.

I don't tell many people my last name.

Tell me about yourself - your struggles, your dreams, your telephone number.