Once you know the truth, you canโt ever go back and pick up your suitcase of lies. Heavier or not, the truth is yours now.
Sue Monk KiddWe walked along the river with the words streaming behind us like ribbons in the night.
Sue Monk KiddI tried to imagine a church that did not support its country's wars as a matter of patriotic course and instead stood against the devastation and suffering they caused in people's lives." (from 'The Dance of the Dissident Daughter'.)
Sue Monk KiddSoul. The word rebounded to me, and I wondered, as I often had, what it was exactly. People talked about it all the time, but did anybody actually know? Sometimes I'd pictured it like a pilot light burning inside a person--a drop of fire from the invisible inferno people called God. Or a squashy substance, like a piece of clay or dental mold, which collected the sum of a person's experiences--a million indentations of happiness, desperation, fear, all the small piercings of beauty we've ever known.
Sue Monk Kidd