“ Every now and then, i worry about people in the third world countries. and then i figure if they all started having sex, their lives would be considerably brighter. Jodi Picoult
“ You know, Sage, Jesus didn't tell us to forgive everyone. He said turn the other cheek, but only if you the one who was hit. Even the Lord's Prayer says it loud and clear: Forgive us our trespasses, a… Jodi Picoult
“ When I first met Cara, she was twelve and angry at the world. Her parents had split up, her brother was gone, and her mom was infatuated with some guy who was missing vowels in his unpronounceable las… Jodi Picoult
“ We all know that a sky with clouds in it is much more interesting than one that doesn't have any. Jodi Picoult
“ Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin, so that I can't help but do something… Jodi Picoult
“ She had never been a pretty crier. She sobbed the way she did everything else - with passion and excess. Jodi Picoult
“ Power isn't doing something terrible to someone who's weaker than you, Reiner. It's having the strength to do something terrible, and choosing not to. Jodi Picoult
“ Most people who offer their help do it to make themselves feel better, not us. To be honest, I don't blame them. It's superstition: If you give assistance to the family in need... if you throw salt ov… Jodi Picoult
“ It was no coincidence, that fear could move a person to extremes, just as seamlessly as love. They were the conjoined twins of emotion: If you didn't know what was at stake to lose, you had nothing to… Jodi Picoult
“ If you think about someone you've loved and lost, you are already with them. The rest is just details. Jodi Picoult
“ If it is possible to die of grief then why on earth can't someone be healed by happiness? Jodi Picoult
“ I don't know whether you can look at your past and find, woven like the hidden symbols on a treasure map, the path that will point to your final destination. Jodi Picoult
“ For better or for worse, music is the language of memory. It is also the language of love. Jodi Picoult
