Mauma Quotes

You come from your mauma, you sleep in the bed with her till you're near twenty years grown, and you still don't know what haunches in the dark corners of her. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

I heard mauma say, I don't spec to get free. The only way I'm getting free is for you to get free. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

Mauma told me, It gon be hard from here on, Handful. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

The shape she loved was a triangle. Always black. Mauma put black triangles on about every quilt she sewed. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

I was shrewd like mauma. Even at ten I knew this story about people flying was pure malarkey. We weren't some special people who lost our magic. We were slave people, and we weren't going anywhere. It was later I saw what she meant. We could fly all right, but it wasn't any magic to it. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

Don't be telling me
can't be done. That's some god damney white talk, that's what that is. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

I have knots in my years that I can`t undo, and this is one of the worst--the night I did wrong and Mauma got caught ~ Sue Monk Kidd

And a true brass thimble. Mauma said the thimble would be mine one day. When she wasn't using it, I wore it on my fingertip like a jewel. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

Gon be hard from here on, Handful. Since that day a year past, I'd got myself a friend in Miss Sarah and found how to read and write, but it'd been a heartless road like mauma said, and I didn't know what would come of us. We might stay here the rest of our lives with the sky slammed shut, but mauma had found the part of herself that refused to bow and scrape, and once you find that, you got trouble breathing on your neck. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

We had a signal. When I turned the pail upside down by the kitchen house, that meant everything was clear. Mauma would open the window and throw down a taffy she stole from missus' room. Sometimes here came a bundle of cloth scraps - real nice calicos, gingham, muslin, some import linen. One time, that true brass thimble. Her favorite thing to take was scarlet-red thread. She would wind it up in her pocket and walk right out the house with it. ~ Sue Monk Kidd

Mauma came down with a limp. When she was in her room or in the kitchen house for meals, she didn't have any trouble, but the minute she stepped in the yard, she dragged her leg like it was a dead log. ~ Sue Monk Kidd