There's nothing like a song about lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip from the hinges where you've hung it so careful.
Sue Monk KiddIt was the first time I'd ever said the words to another person, and the sound of them broke open my heart.
Sue Monk KiddI felt someone should personally thank every rock out there for the human misery it had absorbed. We should kiss them one by one & say, we are sorry, but something strong & lasting had to do this for May, & you are the chosen ones. God bless your rock hearts.
Sue Monk Kidd