Sue Monk Kidd Quotes

People who think dying is the is the worst thing don't know a thing about life.

People who think dying is the worst thing don’t know a thing about life. My

Rebirth is almost impossible without the darkness.....I tell myself I am experiencing the death of myself as mother, the death of myself as a younger woman -- precious old lives going by the wayside....

Regrets don't help anything.

She couldn’t get free and she couldn’t pop missus on the back of her head with a cane, but she could take her silk. You do your rebellions any way you can.

She didn't even know how dangerous the truth could be, all the tiny, shattering seeds it carried.

She liked to tell everyone that women make the best beekeepers, 'cause they have a special ability built into them to love creatures that sting.

She loved me and pitied me. And I loved her and used her. It never was a simple thing. That day, our hearts were pure as they ever would get.

She used to say, you got to figure out which end of the needle you’re gon be, the one that’s fastened to the thread or the end that pierces the cloth.

She was wet with my crying. Up around her collar the cotton of her dress was plastered to her skin. I could see her darkness shining through the wet places. She was like a sponge, absorbing what I cou...

She was with me the day I went to the paint store to pick out the color. I had a nice tan color in mind, but May latched on to this sample called Caribbean Pink. She said it made her feel like dancing...

Shitbucket, hellfire, damnation, and son of a mother bitch, said Rosaleen, laying into each word like it was sweet potatoes on her tongue.

Soul. The word rebounded to me, and I wondered, as I often had, what it was exactly. People talked about it all the time, but did anybody actually know? Sometimes I'd pictured it like a pilot light bu...

Strangest of all, it was the first time thoughts of equality had entered my head, and I could only attribute it to God, with whom I’d lately taken up and who was proving to be more insurrectionary tha...

There is nothing perfect,' August said from the doorway. 'There is only life.

There's a fullness of time for things, Lily. You have to know when to prod and when to be quiet, when to let things take their course.

They say you can bear anything if you can tell a story about it.

To be honest, I had been restless...The sensation would rise suddenly like freight from the ocean floor--the unexpected discontent of cows in their pasture. The constant chewing of all that cud.

We are surrounded on all sides by God but often we are no more conscious of him than we are of air pressing against us. We don't turn our attention to Him. (Evelyn Underhill)

We can't think of changing our skin color. Change the world - that's how we gotta think.