I'd heard August say more than once, "If you need something from somebody, always give that person a way to hand it… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Knowing can be a curse on a person's life. I'd traded in a pack of lies for a pack of truth, and… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Soul. The word rebounded to me, and I wondered, as I often had, what it was exactly. People talked about it all… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
some things don't matter much. Like the color of a house. How big is that in the overall scheme of life? But… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
Knowing can be a curse on a person's life. I'd traded in a pack of lies for a pack of truth, and… — 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
It was the first time I'd ever said the words to another person, and the sound of them broke open my heart. — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
If you need something from somebody always give that person a way to hand it to you. — 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
