Sue Monk Kidd
Sue Monk Kidd
Sue Monk Kiddis a writer from the Southern United States, best known for her novel, The Secret Life of Bees...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth12 August 1948
CountryUnited States of America
husband children women
Nobody around here had ever seen a lady beekeeper till her. She liked to tell everybody that women made the best beekeepers, 'cause they have a special ability built into them to love creatures that sting. It comes from years of loving children and husbands.
order plain-language giving
People in general would rather die than forgive. It's THAT hard. If God said in plain language. "I'm giving you a choice, forgive or die," a lot of people would go ahead and order their coffin.
community soul risk
There is no place so awake and alive as the edge of becoming. But more than that, birthing the kind of woman who can authentically say, 'My soul is my own,' and then embody it in her life, her spirituality, and her community is worth the risk and hardship.
long mind body
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.
cousin brother school
Where do you come from?"...This is the number one most-asked question in all of South Carolina. We want to know if you are one of us, if your cousin knows our cousin, if your little sister went to school with our big brother, if you go to the same Baptist church as our ex-boss. We are looking for ways our stories fit together.
way coke use
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?
lilies purpose enough
And when you get down to it, Lily, that is the only purpose grand enough for a human life. Not just to love but to persist in love.
pain honesty joy
Journal became a sanctuary where I could pour out in honesty my pain and joy. It recorded my footsteps and helped me understand where I was standing, where I had been, and even where God pointed.
wrong-things verge
The only wrong thing, perhaps, is permanently hesitating on the verge of courage.
ocean home needs
Everybody needs a seashell in her bathroom to remind her the ocean is her home.
people grew grew-up
From now on when people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I planned to say, Amnesiac.
years church gone
He'd gone to church for forty years and was only getting worse. It seemed like this should tell God something.
looks failing
How often do we do that, he wondered--look at someone and fail to see what's really there?
prayer accepting release
To be fully human, fully myself, To accept all that I am, all that you envision, This is my prayer. Walk with me out to the rim of life, Beyond security. Take me to the exquisite edge of courage And release me to become.