Jodi Picoult Quotes
Everytime I look at a zebra, I can't figure out whether it's black with white stripes or white with black stripes, and that frustrates me.
The human capacity for burden is like bamboo- far more flexible than you'd ever believe at first glance.
There are two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations.
There's always going to be bad stuff out there. But here's the amazing thing -- light trumps darkness, every time. You stick a candle into the dark, but you can't stick the dark into the light.
You can't look back - you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.
Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.
The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.
If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?
Pick ten strangers and stick them in a room, and ask them which of us they feel sorrier for - you or me - and we all know who they'll choose.
When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.
I always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I was hurting.
don't say it. don't tell me that nobody's going to stare at me, because they will. don't tell me it doesn't matter, because it does. and don't tell me i look fine because that's a lie.
Words are like eggs dropped from great heights; you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall.
People are always afraid of the unknown - and banding together against the Thing That Is Different From Us is a time-honoured tradition for rallying the masses.
Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you'd been before the fall.
words are like nets - we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy, or grief, or wonder.
Maybe you had to leave in order to really miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved your starting point was.
This is what I like about photographs. They're proof that once, even if just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect.
Researching 'Lone Wolf,' I was amazed at how thoughtful and intelligent these animals are. There has never been a documented attack against a human by a wolf that wasn't provoked by the human.
Beliefs are the roads we take to our dreams. Believe you can do something-or believe you can't-and you'll be right everytime.
Just because you didn't speak the facts out loud didn't erase their existence. Silence was just a quieter way to lie.
Someone once told me that when you give birth to a daughter, you've just met the person whose hand you'll be holding the day you die.
A duck walks into a bar and the bartender asks, what'll it be? The duck doesn't answer because it's a duck.
When you are attracted to people, it's because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.
I think that ordinary people who are placed in extraordinary circumstances find themselves pushed beyond their limits, and learn new truths about themselves.
A photo says, you were happy, and I wanted to catch that. A photo says, you were so important to me that I put down everything else to come watch.
My mother... she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.
Like a missing tooth, sometimes an absence is more noticeable than a presence.
Life can change in an instant; don't be so worried about the future that you forget to celebrate what you have right now.
They say that there are moments that open up your life like a walnut cracked, that change your point of view so that you never look at things the same way again.
I believe that having something to hope for - even if it's just a better tomorrow- is the most powerful drug on this planet.
You might not write well every day, but you can always edit a bad page. You can't edit a blank page.
You'd think someone who'd been to medical school would be able to hear through a stethoscope that somebody was empty inside.
To say there had been a loss was ludicrous; one lost a shoe or a set of keys. You did not suffer the death of a child and say there was a loss. There was a catastrophe. A devastation. A hell.
For better or for worse, music is the language of memory. It is also the language of love.
It takes two people to make a lie work: the person who tells it, and the one who believes it.
The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven. And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they're happy.
Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.
All I know is that I carried you for nine months. I fed you, I clothed you, I paid for your college education. Friending me on Facebook seems like a small thing to ask in return.
She's not classically beautiful, but somehow that only makes her more interesting.
And I remembered something else that makes us human: faith, the only weapon in our arsenal to battle doubt.
Things that look impossible suddenly seem a lot better, once you get God on board.
