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It's always been my hope that I would write a story that would inspire and would connect with people in a way that would touch hearts.

Sue Monk Kidd

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Sue Monk Kidd
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: August 12
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I'd forgotten how that sort of craving felt, how it rose suddenly and loudly from the pit of my stomach like a flock of startle birds, then floated back down in the slow, beguiling way of feathers.
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It is the peculiar nature of the world to go on spinning no matter what sort of heartbreak is happening.
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the feminine journey is a story unfolding, and its epiphanies come through real things, through tangibles like walking sticks and dreams and deer antlers--all of which we might miss without taking time and space in Deep Being.
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I think many people need, even require, a narrative version of their life. I seem to be one of them. Writing memoir is, in some ways, a work of wholeness.
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We become what we pay attention to.
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We are so limited, you have to use the same word for loving Rosaleen as you do for loving Coke with peanuts. Isn't that a shame we don't have many more ways to say it?
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I worried so much about how I looked and whether I was doing things right, I felt half the time I was impersonating a girl instead of really being one.
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Sometimes, in order to say yes to what matters most, I must say no to good things.
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So few people know what they're capable of.
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Stories are amazing and powerful because they can resonate with people depending on their needs and experiences and speak truths we need to hear in that moment in time.
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It's your time to live, don't mess it up.
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How often do we do that, he wondered--look at someone and fail to see what's really there?
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We have to acknowledge sometimes that this moment is enough. This place is enough. I am enough.
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I missed Rosaleen's snoring the way you'd miss the sound of the ocean waves after you've gotten used to sleeping with them. I didn't realize how it had comforted me. Quiteness has a strange, spongy hum that can nearly break your eardrums.
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Still everyone, including the abbot, had said that he was running away from his grief. They'd had no idea what they were talking about. He'd cradled his grief, almost to the point of loving it. For so long he refused to give it up, because leaving it behind was like leaving her.
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I didn't know then what I wanted, but the ache for it was palpable.
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the redness had seeped from the day and night was arranging herself around us. Cooling things down, staining and dyeing the evening purple and blue black.
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Gazing into the mirror, I saw myself as I was-a black silhouette in the room, a woman whose darkness had completely leaked through.
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You are my everlasting home. Don't you ever be afraid. I am enough. We are enough.
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You can go other places, all right - you can live on the other side of the world, but you can't ever leave home
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