Quote

The world depends upon the small beating in your heart.

Sue Monk Kidd

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Sue Monk Kidd
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: August 12
Novelist
Writer
Sylvester
Georgia
Depends
Small
Upon
Heart
World
Beating

More quotes by Sue Monk Kidd

Image
Were 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.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
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.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
I believe in the goodness of imagination.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
Once you know the truth, you can’t ever go back and pick up your suitcase of lies. Heavier or not, the truth is yours now.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
T. Ray said 'Who do you think you are? Julias Shakespeare?' The man sincerely thought that was Shakespeare's first name, and if you think I should have corrected him, you are ignorant about the art of survival.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
When he spoke, the roughness was gone from his voice. I could tell you I did it. That's what you wanna hear. I could tell you she did it to herself, but both ways I'd be lying. It was you who did it, Lily. You didn't mean it, but it was you.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
Until we look from the bottom up we have nothing.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
We walked along the river with the words streaming behind us like ribbons in the night.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
As an adolescent, I went to charm school, where I learned to pour tea and relate to boys, which, as I recall, meant giving them the pickle jar to unscrew, whether it was too hard for me or not.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
My ultimate authority is the divine voice in my own soul. Period.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
There's release in knowing the truth no matter how anguishing it is. You come finally to the irreducible thing, and there's nothing left to do but pick it up and hold it. Then, at last, you can enter the severe mercy of acceptance.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
That's the sacred intent of life, of God--to move us continuously toward growth, toward recovering all that is lost and orphaned within us and restoring the divine image imprinted on our soul.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
I vividly remember the summer of 1964 with its voter registration drives, boiling racial tensions, and the erupting awareness of the cruelty of racism. I was never the same after that summer.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
It was the in-between time, before day leaves and night comes, a time I’ve never been partial to because of the sadness that lingers in the space between going and coming.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
Stories have to be told or they die, and when they die, we can't remember who we are or why we're here.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
So I taught Sunday school and brought dishes to all manner of potlucks and tried to adjust the things I heard from the pulpit to my increasingly incongruent faith.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
I said, If I was a Negro girl- He placed his fingers across my lips so I tasted his saltiness. We can't think of changing our skin, he said. Change the world-that's how we gotta think.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
Sometimes I didn't even feel like getting out of bed. I took to wearing my days-of-the-week panties out of order. It could be Monday and I'd have on underwear saying Thursday. I just didn't care.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
It takes a bee 10,000,000 trips to collect enough nectar to make 1 pound of honey.
Sue Monk Kidd
Image
Sunset is the saddest light there is.
Sue Monk Kidd