Jodi Picoult quotes

May 23, 2007 04:13



Change is a funny thing. We never are quite sure what we are becoming or even why. Then one day we look at ourselves and wonder who we are and how we got that way. Only one thing about change remains consistant ... it's always painful.

You'd think someone who'd been to medical school would be able to hear through a stethoscope that somebody was empty inside.

As it turned out, hell wasn't atching the people you love get hurt, it was coming in during the second act, when it was already too late to stop it from happening - Tenth Circle

You weren't invincible when you were a teenager. You were just stupid - Nineteen Minutes (it'll keep being this book until otherwise stated)

Life was what happened when all the what-if's didn't, when what you dreamed or homed or - in this case - feared might come to pass passed by instead

If you hurt, cry. If you rage, strike out. If you hope, get ready for a disappointment

You could patch up whatever was broken, but if you were the one who had fixed it, you'd always know in your heart where the fault lines lay

If you were drifting with a thousand other people, could you really still say you were lost?

[They] were the only ones who really understood what it was like to wake up in the morning and crave those three seconds before you remembered your life wasn't what it used to be; who had forgotten how easy it was to trust that the ground beneath your feet was solid

So much of the language of love was like that: you devoured someone with your eyes, you drank in the sight of him, you swallowed him whole. Love was sustenance, broken down and beathing through your bloodstream

They had come because of the ripple effect, because one person's trauma is another's loss of innocence

And that was the greatest heartbreak of all - no matter how spectacular we want our children to be, no matter how perfect we pretend they are, they are bound to disappoint. As it turns out, kids are more like us than we think: damaged through and through

Everyone talks like it's all right to be different, but America's supposed to be this melting pot, and what the hell does that mean? If it's a melting pot, then you're really just trying to make everyone the same, aren't you?

I sometimes think it's easier to be the one who's been hurt than the one who couldn't stop it from happening

Did mourning feel like a hole in the middle of you that got wider and wider every time you tried to plug it up? Or was she incapable of mourning, because that meant remembering, which she couldn't do?

She'd thought that death could be an answer, because she was too immature to realize it was the biggest question of all

Maybe bad things happen because it's the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like

The truths that sneak up behind a person are the one's he's most likely to miss - Tenth Circle

There was a fine line between love and hate, you heart that cliche all the time. But no one told you that the moment you crossed it would be the one you least expected. You'd fall in love and crack open a secret door to let your soulmate in. You just never expected such closeness, one day, to feel like an intrusion

The saddest day in the world will be the one when she stops pretending

A human heart breaks harder when it's dropped from a greater height

The process of growing up was nothing more than figuring out what doors hadn't yet been slammed in your face

Dreams were like soap bubbles. You could look at them from a distance, and they were lovely. It's when you stuck your face too close that your eyes wound up stinging
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