There's release in knowing the truth no matter how anguishing it is. You come finally to the irreducible thing, and there's nothing… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
When compassion wakes up in us, we find ourselves more willing to become vulnerable, to take the risk of entering the pain… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“The world will give you that once in awhile, a brief time out; the boxing bell rings and you go to your… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“My mauma was shrewd. She didn’t get any reading and writing like me. Everything she knew came from living on the scarce… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“The first week at August's was a consolation, a pure relief. The world will give you that once in a while, a… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
The world will give you that once in awhile, a brief timeout; the boxing bell rings and you go to your corner,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“I can't explain that, except to say there's release in knowing the truth no matter how anguishing it is. You come finally… — 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
