He wrote, I do not know how to live.   I do not know either, but I am trying.  I do not know how to try.   There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him, so I buried them, and let them hurt me.

As far as groupies, I never saw any of them.

You don't have to endure being someone else. Just be what you were meant to be.

I didn't know for sure whether Miss Sarah's feelings came from love or guilt. I didn't know whether mine came from love or a need to be safe. She loved me and pitied me. And I loved her and used her. It never was a simple thing.

Written By Sue Monk Kidd

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