Jodi Picoult Quotes

Add love, and all the lines between right and wrong were bound to disappear.

You can’t undo something that’s happened; you can’t take back a word that’s already been said out loud.

if you don't get sick, you won't get well.

But once you throw a stone, there are ripples in the pond, even if you remove the rock.

Sometimes I think the human heart is just a simple shelf. There is only so much you can pile onto it before something falls off an edge and you are left to pick up the pieces.

It was one thing to sacrifice your own life for someone else's. It was another thing entirely to bring into the mix a third party - a third party who knew you, who trusted you implicitly.

You know, the mind is a remarkable thing. Just because you can't see the wound doesn't mean it isn't hurting. It scars all the time, but it heals.

She shrugged. "You can be happy for someone else's good fortune, but that doesn't mean you forget your own bad luck.

You know how the tightrope guy at the circus wants everyone to believe his act is an art, but deep down you can see that he's really just hoping he makes it all the way across?

Sometimes I think my whole life has been about holding on to you.

Take it from me: love has all the lasting permanence of a rainbow- beautiful while it's there, and just as likely to have disappeared by the time you blink.

Love was that way. You could not render it in black or white. It always came down to the strange, blended shades of grey.

If you didn't remember something happening, was it because it never had happened? Or because you wished it hadn't?

When you think you're right, you're most likely wrong.

A sacrament--like marriage--means living a life better than your natural instincts, so that you're modeling God. And God never gives up.

If it is possible to die of grief then why on earth can't someone be healed by happiness?

When I'm with you, bells go off in my head like a moving truck that's backing up.

Isn’t that what true romance is supposed to be about? Finding the person who’s your soul mate. Someone you dream about at night.Someone whose name is on your lips when you wake up in the morning.

It felt like I'd been living underground, and for a moment, I'd been given this glimpse of the sky. Once you've seen that, how can you go back where you came from?

Would you give up your vengeance against someone you hate if it meant saving someone you love? Would you want your dreams to come true if it meant granting your enemy's dying wish?

Clearly God was in some kind of mood on my birthday.

I became a firefighter because I wanted to save people. But I should have been more specific. I should have named names.

Losing Chloe had been like reading a wonderfulook only to realize that all the pages past a certain point were blank.

Love [is] supposed to move mountains, to make the world go round, to be all you need, but it [falls] apart at the deatils. It [can't] save a single person.

I may not have a degree, but I certainly got an education.

The person may have a scar, but it also means they have a story

be a good listener, don't judge and don't put boundaries on someone else's grief.

Lawyers were notorious for finding cases in the most unlikely places, especially ones with huge potential damagers awards.

I truly believed that the cost of success for us shouldn't be the cost of failure for a good friend.

Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people.

History isn't about dates and places and wars. It's about the people who fill the spaces between them.

You didn't get past something like that, you go through it -- and for that reason alone, I understood more about her than she ever would have guessed.

When you love someone - when you create a child with him - you don't just suddenly lose that bond. Like any other energy, it can't be destroyed, just channeled into something else.

So much of marriage was implicit and nonverbal. Had I gotten so complacent I'd forgotten to communicate?

You’ll tell yourself anything you have to, to pretend that you’re still the one in control.

It was possible that a miracle was not something that happened to you, but rather something that didn’t.

I used to think I'd be just like them when I grew up, but I am not. And the thing is, somewhere along the way, I stopped wanting to be like them, anyway.

They don't like the thought of someone else making demands on the person whom they see as belonging entirely to them.

That's the crazy thing about lies. You start to fall for them, yourself.

You can miss a person you've never known.

If you had to pack your whole life into a suitcase-not just the practical things, like clothing, but the memories of the people you had lost and the girl you had once been-what would you take?

If you want to love a parent you have to understand the incredible investment he or she has in you. If you are a parent, and you want to be loved, you have to deserve it.

[I] don't think I was trying to kill myself. I just wanted to hurt, and understand exactly whay I was hurting. This made sense: you cut, you felt pain, period.

It was the first time she'd discovered something she really didn't want to find, and she didn't know what to do once she'd found it.

Everyone thinks you make mistakes when you're young. But I don't think we make any fewer when we're grown up

I can see myself now, she said. And I can see what I want to be, ten years from now. But I don't understand how I'm going to get from here to there.

I would tell them that when you look at a person, you never know what the're hiding.

Parenting is really just a matter of tracking, of hoping your kids do not get so far ahead you can no longer see their next moves.

Maybe a mother wasn't what she seemed to be on the surface.

We are all, I suppose, beholden to our parents - the question is, how much?