Dorothy Day, of blessed memory, did not like to be called (as she often was, for good reason) a saint, because it usually meant that she was not being taken seriously. She heard it as an accusation — a device ostensibly distinguishing her from ordinary people so as to simultaneously discount her words and deeds while exempting others from moral responsibility to speak and act.
William Stringfellow (2005). “A Simplicity of Faith: My Experience in Mourning”, p.134, Wipf and Stock Publishers