Standing there, I loved myself and I hated myself. That's what the black Mary did to me, made me feel my glory and my shame at the same time.
Sue Monk KiddThere'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 KiddI came to believe that my true identity goes beyond the outer roles I play. It transcends the ego. I came to understand that there is an Authentic 'I' within - an 'I Am,' or divine spark within the soul.
Sue Monk Kidd