“I wanted to say, Who am I to do this, a woman? But that voice was not mine. It was Father's voice.… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“Mother seemed happiest when making and tending home, the sewing machine whistling and the Mixmaster whirling. Her deepest impulse was to nurture,… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
You have to find a mother inside yourself. We all do. Even if we already have a mother, we still have to… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“But I would tell Mother none of this. Nor would I tell her that at the hour of his death, I was… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“You have to find a mother inside yourself. We all do. Even if we already have a mother, we still have to… — 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
Every person on the face of the earth makes mistakes, Lily. Every last one. We're all so human. Your mother made a… — 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
“Her name was Mary, and there ends any resemblance to the mother of our Lord.” — 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
Rebirth is almost impossible without the darkness.....I tell myself I am experiencing the death of myself as mother, the death of myself… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“I could no more pretend I didn't have a mother than the sea could pretend it had no salt. My mother existed… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“One thing that became clear to me is that images of a divine mother are surprisingly important in the psychological wholeness of… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“When I was being forgiving, I said that my mother was simply exhausted. I suspected, though, she was simply mean.” — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
In the photograph by my bed my mother is perpetually smiling on me. I guess I have forgiven us both, although sometimes… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
This is the autumn of wonders, yet every day, every single day, I go back to that burned afternoon in August when… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“Not setting the 'proper and accepted' religious example for them conjured up images of the bad mother, the worst mother. Yet wouldn't… — 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
