Reading was a huge part of my life as a child - we were a family of storytellers. — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
'Traveling with Pomegranates' is a very personal, very honest story about my relationship with my daughter and Ann's with her mother. — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I wished she'd been smart enough, or loving enough, to realize everybody has burdens that crush them, only they don't give up… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“Some things were not possible in this world. Children did not have two parents who refused to love them. One, maybe, but… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“When is the impulse to help an adult child a wise intervention and when is it self-serving and prying? I have an… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I tried to imagine a church that did not support its country's wars as a matter of patriotic course and instead stood… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
all that paddling around in the alphabet soup of one's childhood, scooping up letters, hoping to arrange them into enlightening sentences that… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Nobody around here had ever seen a lady beekeeper till her. She liked to tell everybody that women made the best beekeepers,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
My children have always existed at the deepest center of me, right there in the heart/hearth, but I struggled with the powerful… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“I am grown, with children of my own. But inside I am still a daughter. A daughter is a woman who remains… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Women themselves condition their daughters to serve the system of male primacy. If a daughter challenges it, the mother will generally defend… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“The fears and concerns I'd had earlier about how my journey would affect my children were long gone. I was learning that… — 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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“The bag contained a pair of white cotton gloves stained the color of age.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
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 Image
“Readiness for dying arrives by attending the smallest moment and finding the eternal inside of it.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“There's no pain on earth that doesn't require a benevolent witness.” — sue monk kidd Copy Share Image
