If someone should ask me, 'What does the soul do?' I would say, It does two things. It loves. And it creates.… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I don't hold to the idea that God causes suffering and crisis. I just know that those things come along and God… — 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
As long as people have been on this earth, the moon has been a mystery to us. Think about it. She is… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
He'd gone to church for forty years and was only getting worse. It seemed like this should tell God something. — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
I felt someone should personally thank every rock out there for the human misery it had absorbed. We should kiss them one… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
T. Ray said 'Who do you think you are? Julias Shakespeare?' The man sincerely thought that was Shakespeare's first name, and if… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
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 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
