“Let there be Buechner”. And why not? Out of the primeval chaos of sleep he calls me to be life again. He calls me to be this rather than that; he calls me to be here rather than there; he calls me to be now rather than then. Waking into the new day, we are all of us Adam on the morning of creation, and the world is ours to name.
Out of many fragments we are called to put back together a self again.
Frederick Buechner, The Alphabet of Grace
