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 KiddAs 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 KiddI wondered what it was like to be inside her, just a curl of flesh swimming in the darkness, the quiet things that had passed between us.
Sue Monk Kidd