“This Mary I’m talking about sits in your heart all day long, saying, “Lily, you are my everlasting home. Don’t you ever… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“Every person on the face of the earth makes mistakes, Lily. Every last one. We're all so human.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“You know, some things don’t matter that much, Lily. Like the color of a house. How big is that in the overall… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“Egg laying is the main thing, Lily. She's the mother of every bee in the hive, and they all depend on her… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
And when you get down to it, Lily, that is the only purpose grand enough for a human life. Not just to… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“You know, Lily, people can start out one way, and by the time life gets through with them they end up completely… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
In recent years my understanding of God had evolved into increasingly remote abstractions. I'd come to think of God in terms like Divine Reality,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
we need not avoid our active lives, but simply bring to them a new vision and shift of gravity. for in the center we… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
“The mermaids came to me finally, in the pink hours of my life. They are my consolation. For them I dove with arms outstretched,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
“The bag contained a pair of white cotton gloves stained the color of age.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
I eventually found that the soul is more than an immortal commodity to win and save. It is the repository of the inner divine,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
“Readiness for dying arrives by attending the smallest moment and finding the eternal inside of it.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
“I sat at her desk and turned one page after another, staring at what looked like bits and pieces of black lace laid cross… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
The translucence that comes when life hardens into a bead of such cruel perfection you see it with the purest clarity. Everything suddenly there--life… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
“afflicted with the worst female curse on earth, the need to mold myself to expectations.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
“Her forbidden bath all those months ago still hung leaden between us, though Handful didn't seem the least bit ashamed by my discovery of… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
“Why should God’s perfection be based on having an unchanging nature?” I asked. “Isn’t flexibility more perfect than stasis?” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share
