And when you get down to it, Lily, that is the only purpose grand enough for a human life. Not just to love but to persist in love.
Sue Monk KiddI wanted to know what happened when two people felt it. Would it divide the hurt in two, make it lighter to bear, the way feeling someone's joy seemed to double it?
Sue Monk KiddWe are so limited, you have to use the same word for loving Rosaleen as you do for loving Coke with peanuts. Isn't that a shame we don't have many more ways to say it?
Sue Monk KiddMots clés love
It was the first time I'd ever said the words to another person, and the sound of them broke open my heart.
Sue Monk KiddSunset is the saddest light there is.
Sue Monk KiddMots clés sunlight-sunset
I marvel at how good I was before I met him, how I lived molded to the smallest space possible, my days the size of little beads that passed without passion through my fingers. So few people know what they're capable of. At forty-two I'd never done anything that took my own breath away, and I suppose now that was part of the problem - my chronic inability to astonish myself.
Sue Monk KiddAfter you get stung, you can't get unstung
no matter how much you whine about it.
Mots clés stung
My mother's life was way too heavy for me.
Sue Monk KiddMots clés mother
Someone who thinks death is the scariest thing doesn't know a thing about life.
Sue Monk KiddMots clés life-death
Shitbucket, hellfire, damnation, and son of a mother bitch," said Rosaleen, laying into each word like it was sweet potatoes on her tongue.
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