Sue Monk Kidd Quotes

If everyone was so keen to Christianize the slaves, why weren’t they taught to read the Bible for themselves?

Impossibility. I can tell you this much: the word is a great big log thrown on the fires of love.

It was the first time I'd ever said the words to another person, and the sound of them broke open my heart.

I watched him, filled with tenderness and ache, wondering what it was that connected us. Was it the wounded places down inside people that sought each other out, that bred a kind of love between them?

The body knows things a long time before the mind catches up to them. I was wondering what my body knew that I didn't.

We 're all yearning for a wedge of sky, aren 't we? I suspect God plants these yearnings in us so we'll at least try and change the course of things. We must try, that's all - Lucretia Mott in The Inv...

I’d been wandering about in the enchantments of romance, afflicted with the worst female curse on earth, the need to mold myself to expectations.O

The sorry truth is you can walk your feet to blisters, walk till kingdom-come, and you never will outpace your grief.

So we just the same, me and you? That’s why you the one to shit in the pot and I’m the one to empty it?

Depressed people do things they wouldn't ordinarily do.

I marveled at how mixed up people got when it came to love. I myself, for instance. It seemed like I was now thinking of Zach forty minutes out of every hour, Zach, who was an impossibility. That's wh...

Yes, here I am returning, the woman who bore herself to the bottom and back. Who wanted to swim like dolphins, leaping waves and diving. Who wanted only to belong to herself.

It never occurred to her their gaiety wasn’t contentment, but survival.

The second thing I wrote down that day was that exclusive male imagery of the Divine not only instilled an imbalance within human consciousness, it legitimized patriarchal power in the culture at larg...

I only know there's something unsettling about a door that closes forever. I feel a vague lament about the changing of my body, the alterations in my appearance, the bleeding out of motherhood, the fe...

Quien cree que no hay nada peor que morirse poco sabe de la vida.

I promise you, no one judges me more harshly than I do myself; I caused a brilliant wreckage. Some say I fell from grace; they’re being kind. I didn’t fall – I dove.

I'll write this all down for you, I said. I'll put it in a story. I don't know if that's what he wanted to ask me, but it's something everybody wants--for someone to see the hurt done to them and set...

The hardest thing on earth is choosing what matters.

I saw then what I hadn't seen before, that I was very good at despising slavery in the abstract, in the removed and anonymous masses, but in the concrete, intimate flesh of the girl beside me, I'd los...