Jodi Picoult Quotes


People have to experience things that terrify them. If they don't how will they ever come to appreciate safety?

If you focus on sandbagging the beachhead you can ignore the tsunami that's approaching. Try it any other way and you'll go crazy.

something is always falling apart in me.

because in the past words have only driven them apart.

The ideas choose me not the other way around.

I would prove to you that being different isn't a death sentence but a call to arms.

The best place to cry is on a mother's arms.

And I remembered something else that makes us human: faith the only weapon in our arsenal to battle doubt.

and yet you never knew wwhat you were capable of until you arrived at that given moment. Life was just a whole string of spots where you continued to surprise yourself.

If you choose to be looking for something you'd better be ready for whatever it is you are find. Because it may not be what you've been expecting.

Disaster was an avalanche gathering speed with such acceleration that you worried more about getting out of its path not finding the pebble at its center.

Any time you put on the mouthpiece of somebody that you're not there's a professional responsibility to get it right. I did a great deal of research in both of those arenas.

This is when I realize that Anna has already left the table and more importantly that nobody noticed.

The cost of growth is always a small act of violence.

Violence up close has a smell. Like copper blood and charcoal burning.

I know that the first person I kissed won't be nearly as important as the last person I kiss.

What being home-schooled has taught me more than anything is what a waste of a life high school is.

Infatuation's just another word for not seeing clearly. When you start to love a person- that's when they become real

Motherhood is a Sisyphean task. You finish sewing one seam shut and another rips open. I have come to believe that this life I'm wearing will never really fit.

I have always written about subjects that engage me - questions I can't answer myself. They apparently tend to be big moral and ethical issues!

Just because fate had thrown another obstacle in my way didn't mean I had to give up my dreams.

But if you seek forgiveness doesn't that automatically mean you cannot be a monster? By definition doesn't that desperation make you human again?

The question I hate the most is "How did you DO it - write novels and raise your children simultaneously!" I mean do MALE authors get asked that??

I was one of the first authors to have an active website. I'm totally obsessed with technology. I'm always looking for ways to connect with my readers. I answer all my fan mail.

A man should live his life a certain way not because of some divine authority but because of a personal moral obligation to himself and others.

Gay teenagers are four times as likely to attempt suicide as straight ones. I wish they knew that there's nothing wrong with them; that they are just a different shade of normal.

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.

As for his name well what attorney wouldn't want to be able put a Judge in a crate every now and then?

parenting isn't a noun but a verb--an ongoing process instead of an accomplishment. And that no matter how many years you put into the job the learning curve is well fairly flat.

There are some dreams that get stuck between your teeth when you sleep so that when you open your mouth to yawn awake they fly right out of you.

I learn from my own daughter that you don't have to be awake to cry.

There's that unwritten schism that literary writers get all the awards and commericals writers get all the success.

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

When a freedom is taken away from you I suppose you recognize it as a privilege not a right.

You can't keep yourself from falling in love but you can steer yourself away from the wrong people.

...one half leaning in one half pulling away.

Accidents did not just happen. From time to time they were carefully plotted calculated and arranged to one's advantage-all of course under the cloak of happenstance.

When I think about writers who use fiction as social commentary and to raise social awareness but who are also very popular I think of Dickens.

It is a remarkable question- Do all the wonderful things happen when we are not aware of them?

is it like this every night while we're asleep?

Sometimes we don't know we're dreaming; we can't even fathom that we're asleep.

When we're awake we see what we need to see. When we're asleep we see what is really there.

You can't hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.

You cannot hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.

A duck walks into a bar and the bartender asks what'll it be? The duck doesn't answer because it's a duck.

No one ever asks a kid for her opinion but it seems to me that growing up means you stop hoping for the best and start expecting the worst.

Objection!" Metz shouts. Grounds?" the judge asks. Well...he's my witness!

Asking me to describe my son is like asking me to hold the ocean in a paper cup

Sometimes when you don't ask questions it's not because you are afraid that someone will lie to your face. It's because you're afraid they'll tell you the truth.

What could you give me " I ask my voice shaking "to make me forget ... that you forgot about me?

If you ask me music is the language of memory

When you're different sometimes you don't see the millions of people who accept you for what you are. All you notice is the person who doesn't.

You can widen the feet of a compass but they are still attached at the top; you can spin them away from each other but you always wind up where you started.

Not everyone understands how you can spin two lassos at the same time one of hope and one of grief.

Dead isn't angels or ghosts. It's a physical state of breakdown a change in all those carbon atoms that create the temporary house of a bodyso that they can return to their most elemental stage.

Shooting stars are not stars at all. They re just rocks that enter the atmosphere and catch fire under friction. What we wish on when we see one is only a trail of debris.

The jury is supposed to be twelve peers but technically that would mean every single person on the jury should have Asperger's syndrome because then they'd really understand me.

On the other hand I think cats have Asperger's. Like me they're very smart. And like me sometimes they simply need to be left alone.

My first job was as an assistant in the local library. Self-fulfilling prophecy?

I had absolutely no trauma in my childhood. If anyone ever assumed that my books were autobiographical they'd be sorely disappointed because none of these things happened to me.

A lot of the hallmark behaviors of autism - flat affect stimming not looking someone in the eye - could very easily be misinterpreted as signs of guilt.

I adore the way he looks at me sometimes as if love is a quantity he cannot measure scientifically because it multiplies too quickly.

Here's what no one ever tells you about love: it hurts having your heart broken

It's never the differences between people that suprise us. It's the things that against all odds we have in common.

You know how sometimes your life is so perfect you're afraid for the next moment because it couldn't possibly be quite as good? That's what it felt like.

How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up when you were too young to know where you left off.

Here's my question: What age are you when you're in Heaven?

The world just feels different for those of us who come alive after dark. It's more fragile and unreal a replica of the one everyone else inhabits.

I have several writer friends but I don't involve them in my work process. I'm more likely to talk about the business of publishing with them.

Some people don't know what to do with an act of kindness.

The act of reading is a partnership. The author builds a house but the reader makes it a home.

The act of writing... is the act of trying to understand why my opinion is what it is. And ultimately I think that's the same experience the reader has when they pick up one of my books.

Embarrassment isn't a just cause of action.

I am an activist. I have a really big pulpit with my fiction and I love knowing that I can make people think.

true love is felonious"¦ You take someone's breath away"¦ You rob them of the ability to utter a single word"¦ You steal a heart.

You can't win. Either you have the baby and wear your pain on the outside or you don't have the baby and you keep that ache in you forever

What she hadn't realized was that sometimes when your vision was that sharp and true it could cut you. That only if you'd felt such fullness could you really understand the ache of being empty.

Since I was five I've known that I was adopted which is a politically correct term for being clueless about one's own origins.

What was the point of being able to forgive when deep down you both had to admit you'd never forget~?

I wanted him to feel what I felt when I was with him: that incredible combination of comfort decadence and wonder; the knowledge that with just a single taste of him I was addicted.

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

The apple . . . came before Adam and Eve in the story of creation. It had to have been there at least three years because that's how long it takes for a new tree to bear fruit.

The truth doesn't always set you free; people prefer to believe prettier neatley wrapped lies

I have always envied people who believe strongly in religion people who could face a tragedy by praying and know that it would be all right.

It never failed to amaze me how the most ordinary day could be catapulted into the extraordinary in the blink of an eye.

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.

Her mouth is always on the verge of a smile. It makes her look like there's always something amazing she needs to tell me even when it's just hello.

Like a missing tooth sometimes an absence is more noticeable than a presence.

We're [parents]) always bluffing pretending we know best when most of the time we're just praying we won't screw up too badly.

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 don't know there's an alternative you can't miss it

In fairytales when the mask came off the handsome prince still loved the girl no matter what -and that alone would turn her into a princess.

As anyone who's ever contracted it knows lies are an infectious disease. They slip under the almond slivers of your fingernails and into your bloodstream.

If words had flavors hers would be bitter almonds and coffee grounds.

If you want to know someone's story they have to tell it aloud. But every time the telling is a little but different. It's new even to me.

To find out a heart she'd believed irrevocably broken had somewhere along the way been fixed.

Many of my books come from what if questions that I can't answer things that I'm worried about as either a woman a wife a mom an American.

To me a good event is governed by the audience.

An apology with a defense built in isn't much of an apology

Unlike Elise who could discover parts of a person they didn't even know were absent you specialized in tangible but that I feared was only a matter of time.

I loved Alex so much that it was easier to let him hurt me than to watch him hurt himself.

My whole life was about her what if her whole life wasn't all about me?

i'm sure i'm worth a lot more dead than alive

Isn't it amazing how when you strip away everything people are so much alike?

I am Alice in Wonderland' Josie thought. 'Watch me fall.

People had figured out all sorts of ways to make things seem different than they truly were.

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

When you care more if someone else lives than you do about yourself- is that what [love is]?

Sometimes all you need to live one more day is a good reason to stick around.

Traveling is all very well and good as long as you knew there is a place or person you can call home

Envy after all comes from wanting something that isn't yours. But grief comes from losing something you've already had.

You can stay up all night and still not count all the ways to lose the people you love.

Was that all it took to be brave? Knowing that someone believed in you?

Sometimes knowing what's right isn't a rational decision or even what works on paper. Sometimes leaving is the best course of action after all.

Why do some memories bleed out of nowhere and others stay locked behind doors?

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

I don't believe in writer's block. Most of writer's block is having too much time on your hands. My mantra is that you can always edit a bad page; you can't edit a blank page.

Bleeding heart he'd called her. Well. He should know. He'd been the first to rip it to pieces.

They're fake bullets so why do I feel like Im bleeding out?

Houses are cellular walls; they keep our problems from bleeding into everyone else's.

It still hurts " she whispered. "Even when you're doing it for someone else that doesn't stop your ribs from getting cracked or your wrist swelling or your cuts from bleeding.

Why are you doing this to yourself? When something bad happens why do you have to pick at it until it bleeds all over again?

Sometimes we find ourselves walking through life blindfolded and we try to deny that we're the ones who securely tied the knot.

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.

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.

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

A lie as you probably know has a taste all its own. Blocky and bitter and never quite right.

See as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world you are still in it

Writer's block is for people who have the luxury of time.

Life sometimes gets so bogged down in the details you forget you are living it.

Missed opportunities were never superficial wounds; they cut straight to the bone.

Even if we have grown so far apart that we don't recognize each other when we pass we have this life this block of time and what do you think about that?

There was really nothing you could use as a blueprint for your life except your past. There was no starting over. There was only picking up the pieces someone had left behind.

I believe that having something to hope for - even if it's just a better tomorrow- is the most powerful drug on this planet.

...when they look at me I so badly want to be who they see.

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

Things that look impossible suddenly seem a lot better once you get God on board.

For better or for worse music is the language of memory. It is also the language of love.

Everyone has a story; everyone hides his past as a means of self-preservation. Some just do it better and more thoroughly than others.

A lie took two parties - the weaver of the tale and the sucker who so badly wanted to believe it.

If you want something to be true badly enough you can rewrite it that way in your head. You can even start to believe it.

The best way to prevent a heartache was to cushion the coming blow.

Things had a way of working out for the best when you let them run their course.

Men. You can't live with them...and you can't legally shoot them. I tossed out my husband eight years ago and got a llama instead. Best decision I ever made.

You figured that the only way I'd be happy is if I did the things you thought would be best for me.

There are some nights when you just want to know there's someone else besides you in this wide world.

The way i see it love is just a bigger stickier form of trust.

Hunger she often tells me has nothing to do with the belly and everything to do with the mind. What Mary really runs isn't a bakery but a community.

I think that ordinary people who are placed in extraordinary circumstances find themselves pushed beyond their limits and learn new truths about themselves.

I tell you this as a cautionary tale: beware of getting what you want. It's bound to disappoint you.

Edward: You know what the difference is between a dream and a goal? he used to say to me. A plan.

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.

sometimes words are not big enough to contain all the feelings you are trying to pour into them.

This was the reason there was music he realized. There were some feelings that didn't have words big enough to describe them.

It was like trying to bail out an ocean of water with a teaspoon.

newborns reminded her of tiny buddhas

I don't know what I was thinking coming out here. There are no silver bullets in life there's just the long messy climb out of the pit you've dug youself.

Justification is a remarkable thing-takes all those solid lines and blurs them so that honor becomes as supple as a willow and ethics burst like soap bubbles.

After a certain point a heart with so many stress fractures can never be anything but broken.

I had the heart of the relationship and no body to grow it in... It broke.

Doctors put a wall up between themselves and their patients; nurses broke it down.

I could think whatever I wanted to but realized that any promises I made myself were destined to be broken.

God doesn't give people burdens they can't handle.

If he says jump she doesn't even ask "How high?" She goes out and buys a pogo stick.

It's like the psychiatrists themselves are buying into that stupid belief that therapy is something to hide.

I imagined what it would be like to hold a butterfly in your hands something bejeweled and treasured and to know that despite your devotion it was dying by degrees.

How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?

Anger though is too fierce a flame to last for long and when it burned out I was left numb and wondering.

When you have been burned by fire once you don't leap into the flames again.

A fire can't burn forever. Eventually it consumes itself.

remember that every fire will burn itself out even without your help.

Scars are just a treasure map for pain you've buried too deep to remember.

The bottom line is that we never fall for the people we're supposed to.

The bottom line is that we never fall for the person we're supposed to.

The bottom line in both cases is that people don't change; that no matter how charming you are and how fiercely you love you cannot turn a person into something she's not.

Many people have a novel inside them but most don't bother to get it out.

What if love wasn't the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match?

When your mother is made out of your dreams anything real is bound to disappoint you.

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

never trust a man who wears a pinkie ring. . . the only jewelry a guy should wear is a wedding band or a super bowl ring

I drew it over my skin like a violins bow No one would ever hear the song of my shame.

Grief is a curious thing when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-aid being ripped away taking the top layer off a family. And the underbelly of a household is never pretty ours no exception.

I try really hard to ask people to take a look at their bookshelves. Are there female writers on it? Gay writers? Writers of color? There should be.

How do you know that you are not part of a book? That someone's not reading your story right now?

The way I challenge myself is by writing something that really engages me that doesn't have an easy answer and isn't always an easy book to write.

I would figure out later how to explain to my boss that for me Delia will never be a story but a happy ending.

The human capacity for burden is like bamboo- far more flexible than you'd ever believe at first glance.

You may be real but you're still stuck in a book.

I um I have this problem. I broke up with my boyfriend you see. And I'm pretty upset about it so I wanted to talk to my best friend. [...] The thing is they're both you.

I would have given anything to keep her little. They outgrow us so much faster than we outgrow them.Brian Fitzgerald talking about his children.

Close a door and you'd still feel a breeze through the window.

We Pisces we're a special breed.

Your problem is that you have been too honest for too long. Once you start doing it lying is simpler than breathing.

Love makes life a little brighter

There are just as many stories to be told in the dark spots s there are in the bright ones.

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.

No honestly my mouth shouldn't be able to function unless my brain's engaged.

When heaven breaks who fixes it?

Suddenly this is all too hard. I am tired of putting up walls. I want someone with the strength - and the honesty - to break them down.

I don't think anyone who falls in love has a choice. You're just pulled to that person like true north whether it's good for you or bound to break your heart.

Until this moment I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice along the very same fault lines.

Things break all the time. Day breaks waves break voices break. Promises break. Hearts break.

My grandmother told me that her father used to ask her a riddle: What must you break apart in order to bring a family close together? Bread of course.

True love can break the most powerful curse

A world that was crowded with people could still be a very lonely place.

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

Be kind to others before you take care of yourself; make whoever you're with feel like they matter.

I think the reason these readers come back to me is because I represent their points of view. It may not be my point of view but that's OK. Everyone still deserves to have their say.

Maybe knowing where you belong is not equal to knowing who you are.

I'm weird. Everyone says so.

Being a parent wasn't just about bearing a child. It was about bearing witness to its life.

The doctors may be mapping out the war games but it is the nurses who make the conflict bearable.

There is nothing worse than silence strung like heavy beads on too delicate a conversation.

Just so you know: if this ever happens to you you will not be ready.

Lie to yourself until it's true.

you never forget your first fall.

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

When it rains " her father said "it pours.

I've got a Don Baylor " J.T. said."California sucks this year."Ralph snickered. "I wouldn't use a Baylor card to scrape dog shit off the street.

Me I was already jaded and tarnished skeptical that a fantasy world could keep reality at bay.

Relationships always sounded so physically painful: you fell in love you broke a heart you lost your head. Was it any wonder that people came through the experience with battle scars?

There is no one truth. There's only what happened based on how you perceive it.

When I was little the great mystery to me was not how babies were made but why?

And sometimes he was less lucid. He'd run around his cell like a caged animal; he'd rock back and forth; he'd swing from topic to topic as if it was the only way to cross the jungle of his thoughts.

You know how hind-sight is 20/20? Love is when you look back and wouldn't change anything.

If his voice hasn't been the melody of my life it's been the bass line so subtle you don't notice it until it's missing.

The problem was you never heard anyone say "wow check out the brain on that babe.

Then they scrambled through the window and into the darkness determined to turn themselves into what they were not.

The best relationships were the ones where both sides went out of their way to make sure the other wasn't disappointed.

Whether it was power they sought or revenge or love-well those were all just different forms of hunger. The bigger the hole inside you the more desperate you became to fill it.

The desperate usually succeed because they have nothing to lose.

Superheroes were born in the minds of people desperate to be rescued.

The bigger the hole inside you the more desperate you became to fill it.

You can't look back - you just have to put the past behind you and find something better in your future.

Everyone deserves a happy ending.

Extraordinary things are always hiding in places people never think to look.

A very wise man once told me that you can't look back-you just have to put the past behind you and find something better in your future.

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.

Lately I have been having nightmares where I'm cut into so many pieces that there isn't enough of me to be put back together.

I keep quite busy walk 5 miles a day and have an excellent hairdresser who keeps the gray out of my red hair.

I imagine how cool it would be if all small talk wasn't lies.

As Lacy waited for her turn to speak on Peter's behalf she thought back to the first time she realized she could hate her own child.

There is a place in you that you don't even know exists where you can simply stand back and watch without feeling any pain.

We all have things that come back to haunt us. Some of us just see them more clearly than others.

Things that break - be they bones hearts or promises - can be put back together but will never really be whole.

Even the most beautiful things can be toxic.

I don't know what he means by that but I nod and smile at him. You'd be surprised at how far that response can get you in a conversation where you are completely confused.

They don't really pay attention to me except when they need my blood or something. I wouldn't even be alive if it wasn't for Kate being sick.

What you notice is the loneliness. Daniel started to isolate himself because it hurt less than being pushed away.

Life was all about being in a certain place at a certain time.

I know how difficult it can be when the image you've had of something doesn't match its reality; when the friend beside you turns into a monster.

You make yourself strong because it's expected of you. You become confident because someone beside you is unsure. You turn into the person others need you to be.

The world is a place where the extraordinary can sit just beside the ordinary with the thinnest of boundaries; that even in environments inhospitable to man all sort of entities might thrive.

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.

There is a reason the word belonging has a synonym for want at its center; it is the human condition.

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

But then again maybe bad things happen because it's the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like.

Once the world was pulled out from beneath your feet did you ever get to stand on firm ground again?

His hand is cool on my cheek as he paints a tear beneath my left eye dark blue and swollen with sorrow.

You can be strapped to the most stable chair and still feel the world give way beneath you.

How do you tell an adult that maybe everything wrong in the world stems from the fact that she's stopped believing the impossible can happen?

I have come to believe that this life I'm wearing will never really fit.

These days her entire life was about making people believe she was someone she wasn't anymore.

Believe me Being gay is not a choice. Noone would choose to make life harder than it has to be.

Whether or not you believe in Fate comes down to one thing: who do you blame when something goes wrong.

You would be surprised at the lengths you will go to believe the best about someone if you truly love him

We dont have to accept each others beliefs..but we do have to accept each others right to believe them.

No child really chooses his religion; it is just the luck of the draw which blanket of beliefs you are wrapped in.

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.

It takes two people to make a lie work: the person who tells it and the one who believes it.

People believed what they wanted to believe no matter what was right in front of their eyes.

eskimos maybe? believed stars were holes in the sky where people who died could peek through at you

To be fair I am not the same man. The one who listened. The one who believed her.

Lies were only as strong as the suckers that believed them.

My brother believed in all sorts of mythical creatures: pixies dragons werewolves honest men.

You can believe something really hard ' Faith says 'and still be wrong.

I personally subscribe to the belief that normal is just a setting on the dryer.

Love is not a because it's a no matter what.

Kids think with their brains cracked wide open; becoming an adult I've decided is only a slow sewing shut.

You live and let live eventually that becomes enough.

I think my writing has become "cleaner.

It seems to me that no matter what religion you subscribe to acts of kindness are the stepping-stones to making the world a better place--because we become better people in it.

you're not a bad person because you want to be yourself.

Because the more you changed the less of you there was.

Just because you can't see the wound doesn't mean it isn't hurting.

Nowadays I dont have expectations and this way she beats them all.

Risk always looks different when you're beating the system than when you've been beaten.

How could you beat an enemy you couldn't see?

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.

When it comes to memories the good and the bad never balance.

A girl who is thirteen-which is hard and difficult and beautiful and painful and exhilarating.

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

You can't exist in this world without leaving a piece of yourself behind.

What we all want really is to be loved. That craving drives our worst behavior.

Being a good mother it seemed to me meant you ran the risk of losing your child.

Being a teenager isn't all that different from being part of someone else's story. There's always someone who thinks they know better than you do

That's the strange thing about being a mother: until you have a baby you don't even realize how much you were missing one

Rest easy real mothers. The very fact that you worry about being a good mom means that you already are one.

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

That " she says "was never here before.

You might not write well every day but you can always edit a bad page. You can't edit a blank page.

What if the one I choose to discount is one who has been truly hurt?

Well I talk a little about that but I don't admit that from the beginning I knew we were not meant to be together.

I have never understood why it is called losing a child. No parent is that careless. We all know exactly where our sons and daughters are; we just don't necessarily want them to be there

Dylan Jerome " the lawyer admits "wanted to sue God for not caring enough about him.

Why are terms of endearment always food? Honey cookie sugar pumpkin. Its not like caring about someone is enough to actually sustain you.

do you fix a wheel that isn't broken or do you wait until the cart collapses?

In Poland for a while my books all had cartoons on the cover. I trust my publishers in each country to know what works in their individual markets.

Many trees have died so that the Catholic Church can preach against homosexuality.

Just 'cause you can't see me don't mean I gone away.

Stem cell research has become such a polarizing issue in America... and I wanted to bring it down to the personal level instead of the political.

I write adult fiction but a good 40 to 50 per cent of my readers are teenagers. I love that if they have to grow up and move past JK Rowling they can move to me. From Jo to Jodi!

There are certain things I do not talk about.

Love meant jumping off a cliff and trusting that a certain person would be there to catch you at the bottom.

Is it because they are so comfortable they already know what the other is thinking? Or is it because after a certain point there is simply nothing left to say?

The legal system works really well if you communicate a certain way. But if you don't it all goes to Hell in a handbasket really quickly.

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

I imagine having that sixth sense the certainty that what I'm looking for is within reach even if it's still hidden.

Life can change in an instant.

If we don't change the direction we are headed we will end up where we are going.

It's certainly my honor to be able to hopefully change the world a tiny bit one mind at a time.

I will say overwhelmingly what means so much more to me than the opinion of one reviewer are the letters I get from fans who tell me how a particular book has changed their life.

What she couldn't put into word was what had happened in between to change her from one person into the other

Some women are meant to change the world while others are meant to hold it together.

People changed. Even the people you thought you knew as well as you knew yourself.

Talking out loud to fictional characters is just the tip of the iceberg.

I could not remember my first kiss but I could have told you Charlotte would be my last.

God don't they teach you how to spell these days?""No " I answer. "They teach us to use spell-check.

He gently touched his mother's cheek felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips.

You don't make a friend " Jacob said with a scowl. "It's not like they come with directions like you'd find on a box of macaroni and cheese.

In the English language there are orphans and widows but there is no word for the parents who lose a child.

When you're a parent you find yourself looking at the unknown that is your child trying to find a piece of yourself inside her because sometimes that is what it takes to claim.

She wondered if this was true of every parent: if prior to having children they all used to be someone else.

It's choice that makes us human.

Happiness is what you choose to remember.

Power isn't about doing something terrible to someone who's weaker than you Reiner. It's having the strength to do something terrible and choosing not to.

Sometimes Chris wished he could sneak a peek at the back of the book so to speak and see how it was all going to turn out so that he wouldn't have to bother going through the motions.

Campbell" Julia says "Don't do this to me" "Do what?" "Push me off the same cliff twice

If you end your story it's a static work of art a finite circle. But if you don't it belongs to anyone's imagination. It stays alive forever.

Gay rights to me that is the last civil right that we have not granted in America and I think it's an enormous embarrassment.

You can make it dark but I can't make it light.

She's not classically beautiful but somehow that only makes her more interesting.

I never lose sight of the fact that before I was a writer I was a teacher. I still am. My classroom's just gotten a little bigger.

I understand better than she'd imagine that history is indelible. You can mask it; you can patch it smooth and clear; but you always know what's hidden underneath.

I close my eyes thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.

May be you had to come close to losing something before you could remember its value.

Nathaniel closes his eyes and jumps his arms glued to his sides like that fly's. He doesn't try to break his fall just hits hard because it hurts less than everything else.

You okay in there?" "No I'm hanging from a closet rod.

We all know that a sky with clouds in it is much more interesting than one that doesn't have any.

Tutoring a four year old to get into an exclusive preschool made as much sense as hiring a swim coach for a guppy.

The more you get past pain the more it goes from coal to diamond.

I realize how quickly lies compound. They cover like a coat of paint one on top of the other until you cannot remember what color you started with.

Life can change in an instant; don't be so worried about the future that you forget to celebrate what you have right now.

It does'nt matter who forgives you if you're the one who can't forget.

For someone who can't remember very much there seems to be a lot I can't forget.

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.

I ...understand how a parent might hit a child- it's because you can look into their eyes and see a reflection of yourself that you wish you hadn't.

...when people we love make choices we don't always understand them. But we can go on loving them just the same. It isn't a matter of comprehension. It's forgiveness.

My mother walks forward. She's crying but there's a smile on her face. For God's sake is it any wonder I can't ever understand what you people are feeling?

Where you come from does matter -- but not nearly as much as where you are headed.

If you've lived through it you already know there are no words that will ever come close to describing it and if you didn't - you will never understand.

Having a fantasy come true doesn't always mean it will be permanent.

Parents aren't the people you come from. They're the people you want to be when you grow up.

I remember for that one moment I believe I was hitch hiking on one of those comets falling so fast that I'd surely burn away before I ever hit the ground.

In books you always know what's coming next. There are no surprises.

I wonder if you've got a minute." I have many minutes all of them used toward a common purpose.

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

All writers start with a layer of truth don't they? If not their stories would be nothing but spools of cotton candy a fleeting taste wrapped around nothing but air.

After all the only way to communicate is to find someone who can comprehend; the only way to be forgiven is to find someone who is willing to forgive.

What if instead of focusing on what you don't have you concentrate on what you've got?

Sometimes you can see things happen right in front of your eyes and still jump to the wrong conclusions.

You can touch everything and be connected to nothing.

A real friend isn't capable of feeling sorry for you.

Maybe mothers - consciously or subconsciously - repelled their daughters in different ways.

Could you really love someone who was capable of falling in love with somebody else?

Who I am and what I am capable of doing has always managed to surprise me.

males conspicuously leaving their mark to let others know where they weren't welcome.

He insisted that stars were people so well loved they were traced in constellations to live forever

My mother used to tell me that when push comes to shove you always know who to turn to. That being a family isn't a social construct but an instinct.

No matter how much you consumed you would not have your fill.

Reason number 106 why dogs are smarter than humans: once you leave the litter you server contact with your mothers.

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

I wonder if the conversations you've never had with someone count if you've been over them a thousand times in your mind.

Energy can't be destroyed only converted into something different. So when a person dies where does that energy go?

There's no way to convince her that just because you put half. planet between you and someone else you can't drive that person out of your thoughts. Believe me. I've tried.

He knew that there was a difference between something that makes you happy and something that doesn't make you unhappy. The trick was convincing yourself these were one and the same.

We believe what we want to what we need to. The corollary is that we choose not to see what we'd rather pretend doesn't exist.

I never said I do not remember my grandmother corrects. I said I prefer to forget.

There is no cosmic scale on which you can weigh your actions; you learn too late what choices ruin the fragile balance.

All any of us wanted really was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have been as rich without us here.

There were lies we told to save ourselves and then there were lies we told to rescue others. What counted more the mistruth or the greater good?

I think that different things sell in different countries.

My dad used to say that living with regrets was like driving a car that only moved in reverse.

I'm too much of a coward to kill myself. And too much of a coward to live

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.

We have been naive enough to believe that we were invincible; that we could run blind through the hairpin turns of life at treacherous speeds and never crash.

It's crazy right? To love someone who's hurt you? It's even crazier to think that someone who hurts you loves you.

Read a ton. Take a workshop course so you learn to give and get criticism.

When you love someone you let them take care of you.

What she really meant was: here is my heart have a care.

It is strange to think that we might have crossed paths and still not have known what we were missing.

I think there are crossroads in our lives when we make grand sweeping decisions without even realizing it.

A heroin-thin boy with enough rings in his eyebrows to resemble a shower curtain rod...

In the custom of mourning the fabric of the night had been ripped revealing a star at each tiny tear.

I grew up in a household where we didn't really talk about our feelings and where the only reason you went to a doctor was because you'd accidentally cut off a limb with a chain saw.

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

Sometimes to get what you want the most you have to do what you want the least.

well sometimes to get what you want the most you have to do what you want the least.

Don't pay back in kind pay back in kindness. If someone does wrong by you do right by them.

She wanted him to tell her that when you love someone so hard and so fierce it was all right to do things that you knew were wrong.

Religion isn't in your DNA. you don't believe just because your parents believe.

This is love I think. A place where people who have been alone may lock together like hawks and spin in the air dizzy with surprise at the connection. A place you go willingly and with wonder

Good people are good people; religion has nothing to do with it.

Then Henry speaks again. "Did he do it?" I turn to him slowly. "Does it matter?

if i'm going to fuck up my life does it really matter which way i do it?.

Instead of doing the best thing we sometimes have to settle for the rightest thing.

Doing the right thing for someone else occasionally means doing something that feels wrong to you.

The best thing about endings is knowing that just ahead is the daunting task to start over.

I haven't run out of ideas yet. Usually while I'm working on a book I'm doing research for the next one!

It doesn't matter what it is that leaves a hole inside you. It just matters that it's there.

Does fate ever play by the rules?

You can't pay a landlord in dogma.

That's what religion does. It points a finger. It causes wars. It breaks apart countries. It's a petri dish for stereotypes to grow in. Religion's not about being holy...Just holier-than-thous.

An item that looks perfectly normal on the surface might only be disguised.

It's disappointing to know that someone can see right through you.

People don't just disappear. There's always a reason or an enemy with a grudge. There's always a loose thread that starts to unravel.

You keep distracting me " I tell her. "All I'm doing is sitting here talking to you!" "Exactly " I say and I smile at her.j

Fiction comes in all shapes and sizes. Secrets lies stories. We all tell them. Sometimes because we hope to entertain. Sometimes because we need to distract. And sometimes because we have to.

it was possible to grow up in an instant that you could look down and see the line in the sand dividing your life now from what it used to be.

A mathematical formula for happiness:Reality divided by Expectations.There were two ways to be happy:improve your reality or lower your expectations.

And after all what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in masquerade.

I thought lightning wasn't supposed to strike in the same place twice....sure it does...but only if you're too dumb to move.

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

Marina sighs. "Love's a tidal wave " she says. "Because it sweeps you off your feet?" I ask. "No. Because it sucks you under and you drown.

There is a gulf as wide as an ocean between should and want and I am drowning in it.

Words are like eggs dropped from great heights; you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall.

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

The truth was history repeated itself on a daily basis; mistakes were made over and over. People were haunted by what they had done and by what they hadn't had time to do.

A dutiful mother is someone who follows every step her child makes...And a good mother is someone whose child wants to follow her.

Hope and reality lie in inverse proportions inside the walls of a hospital... Doubt is like dye. Once is spreads into the fabric of excuses you've woven you'll never get rid of the stain.

Is it really worth dying for the person you love?

Maybe if God gives you a handicap he makes sure you've got a few extra doses of humor to take the edge off.

When I see him his frame filling the doorway I do not feel passion excitement. I can't remember if I ever have. He makes me feel comfortable like a favorite pair of shoes.

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

The first person you fell in love with stole your heart. The first person you made love with stole your soul. And if these were one and the same you were doomed.

Write a living will. And become an organ donor!

Since it had gotten so quiet in the room that you could hear the sound of your own doubts...

In reality you don't ever change the hurricane. You just learn how to stay out of its path.

This isn't a lie actually. I don't care why Edward left. All I really want to know is why I wasn't enough to make him stay.

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.

You don't need water to feel like you're drowning do you?

I think this is every mother's worst nightmare - something dreadful happening to her child.

Torn between fear and something that resembled love she wrestled with questions she never dreamed she would face: How could she leave? Then again how could she stay?

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

That's what happens to dreams life gets in the way.

That's what love is. It's some power greater than you and me that draws us to one special person

I wondered why the head could move so swiftly while the heart dragged its feet.

You could only save someone that wanted to be saved; otherwise you'd be be dragged down for the count too.

I can't do this to you ' he said drawing back. Emily put her hand on his and pulled the gun to her temple. 'Then do it for me ' she said.

By definition love made you better than good enough; it redefined perfection to include your traits instead of excluding them.

Danger came in different packages at different points in a lifetime.

you can love a person and still hate the decisions they've made can't you?

When your existence is hell death must be heaven.

What you didn't tell someone was just as debilitating as what you did.

She became whoever she needed to be to survive but she never let anyone else define her.

The music we listen to may not define who we are. But it's a damn good start.

When you're hurting deeply you go inward.

Some people they get down in a hole so deep they can't figure out what to hold on to.

Is Fate getting what you deserve or deserving what you get?

I think we deserve a happily-ever-after." "If anyone ever did it's us.

When you love someone you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.

The scariest thing in the world is thinking someone you love is going to die.

What's the difference between spending your life trying to be invisible or pretending to be the person you think everyone wants you to be? Either way you're faking.

so i do what i do best. i move in the opposite direction.

You couldn't have strength without weakness you couldn't have light without dark you couldn't have love without loss

When you begin a journey of revenge start by digging two graves: one for your enemy and one for yourself.

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.

Everyone still deserves to have their say.

As it turned out though it was a lot easier to say that someone deserved to die for what they did than it was to take the responsibility to make that happen.

It doesn't take a whole long life to realize that what we deserve to have we rarely get.

What's worse ...? The devil you don't know ... or the devil you do?

Was there a language of loss? Did everyone who suffered speak a different dialect?

Life is not a plot; it's in the details.

Or in other words it's the substance you've got when you start that determines the outcome.

I think that's probably the most devastating thing - when someone who is larger than life winds up a shadow of themselves in a hospital bed.

We make messes of our lives but every now and then we manage to do something that's exactly right. The challenge is figuring out which is which.

Saying goodbye to the people you love isn't easy

Forgiveness is spiritual. Punishment is legal " Leo says. "They're not mutually exclusive.

She had never been a pretty crier. She sobbed the way she did everything else - with passion and excess.

You can fool yourself you know. You'd think it's impossible but it turns out it's the easiest thing of all.

Since when does anyone get the option to do the easiest?

I have only known her for two years. But if you took every memory every moment if you stretched them end to end-they'd reach forever.

She understood what it was like to stand right in front of people you loved even though they could not see you.

I love meeting my readers - so the more I can talk to at one event the better!

Every life has a soundtrack.

History could hover like a faint perfume or a memory stamped on the back of one's eyelids.

After all how many of us had tried to forget something traumatic...only to find it printed on the back of our eyelids tattooed on our tongues?

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.

When you showed someone how you felt it was fresh and honest. When you told someone how you felt there might be nothing behind the words but habit or expectation.

When you showed someone how you felt it was fesh and honest. Whe you told someone how you felt there might be nothing behind the words but habit or expectation.