The world will give you that once in awhile, a brief timeout; the boxing bell rings and you go to your corner, where somebody dabs mercy on your beat-up life.
Sue Monk KiddYou can't stop your heart from loving, really -- it's like standing out there in the ocean yelling at the waves to stop.
Sue Monk KiddI eventually found that the soul is more than an immortal commodity to win and save. It is the repository of the inner divine, the truest part of us.
Sue Monk KiddYou have to know when to prod and when to be quiet, when to let things take their course.
Sue Monk KiddI hadn't been out to the hives before, so to start off she gave me a lesson in what she called 'bee yard etiquette'. She reminded me that the world was really one bee yard, and the same rules work fine in both places. Don't be afraid, as no life-loving bee wants to sting you. Still, don't be an idiot; wear long sleeves and pants. Don't swat. Don't even think about swatting. If you feel angry, whistle. Anger agitates while whistling melts a bee's temper. Act like you know what you're doing, even if you don't. Above all, send the bees love. Every little thing wants to be loved.
Sue Monk Kidd