Books Quotes by Sue Monk Kidd

“When mauma saw my raw eyes, she said, “Ain’t nobody can write down in a book what you worth.”

— Sue Monk Kidd

I do read a poem almost every morning. Unless I'm really, really late, I have to get my poem in.

— Sue Monk Kidd

I prefer to read print books. Maybe I'm just a little old-school. I do read e-books.

— Sue Monk Kidd

I want my words to open a portal through which the reader may leave the self, migrate to some other human sky…

— Sue Monk Kidd

Novels attempt to render human experience; that's really all they are. They are meant to convey empathy for the character.

— Sue Monk Kidd

'The Secret Life of Bees' was my first novel, so I had no process. I was flying by the seat of my…

— Sue Monk Kidd

For me, writing a novel goes on for years, and the solitude goes on, too. It tends to swallow me at times.…

— Sue Monk Kidd

I read usually in the morning, in my kitchen at breakfast - a short reading time, usually poetry. I read in bed…

— Sue Monk Kidd

“The ultimate authority of my life is not the Bible; it is not confined between the covers of a book. It is…

— Sue Monk Kidd

Due to the sweeping time frame and the voices moving back and forth, the outline for 'The Invention of Wings' was the…

— Sue Monk Kidd

In Radical Optimism, Beatrice Bruteau sets forth a deep and shining vision of spirituality, one that guides the reader into the contemplative…

— Sue Monk Kidd

I sometimes start keeping a journal about the writing process itself. Particularly when I get the ideas, and I am trying to…

— Sue Monk Kidd

I think books with spiritual themes simply point to the deeper mysteries of life - to what lies beyond us, to what's…

— Sue Monk Kidd

“Goods and chattel. The words from the leather book came into my head. We were like the gold leaf mirror and the…

— Sue Monk Kidd

“She laid the book down and came where I was standing by the chimney place and put her arms round me. It…

— Sue Monk Kidd

“The story quilt in the novel was inspired by the magnificent quilts of Harriet Powers, an enslaved woman from Georgia who used…

— Sue Monk Kidd

“With winter the feeling had deepened. I would see a neighbor running along the sidewalk in front of the house, training, I…

— Sue Monk Kidd

I had begun to write novels because of a fierce, self-serving impulse in my own heart. I had not considered the potential…

— Sue Monk Kidd