It seems an ironic title but none is quicker to admit his failings than a true saint. However, there is a great army of good people whom the sinners designate as saints, who like to be called saints and are a bit shocked if told they, too, are sinners. In the eyes of Christ there was black and white, good and bad, pure and impure, there were no ""greys"", ""imperfections"", ""weaknesses"", ""white lies"", etc. for Him. Each individual had his fight, one against lust, one against slander, one against pride. The Pharisees, publicans and harlots all represented human sin. Why more clergy don't emphasize this teaching can only be explained by the ""saint's"" reluctance to admit its hard doctrine. With comparatively few exceptions it has been left to the Puritans, Quakers, Oxford Groupers, etc. Here an English vicar has done it extremely well with kindly humor that enables him to be trenchant about the old tradition, that saints are good even though good for nothing. This is a book that sinners will understand, saints will find illuminating and clergy will certainly do well to read, study, contemplate and preach upon.