Quotes from Jodi Picoult

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

You fell in love with someone because of the tilt of his smile, or because he could make you laugh, or in this case, because he made you believe that you were the only one who could save him.

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?

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.

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

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.

The problem isn't with rock lyrics, it's with the fabric of this society itself.

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

You build a wall to keep something unwanted out … or to hold something precious in.

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

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

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

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.

I woke up one morning thinking about wolves and realized that wolf packs function as families. Everyone has a role, and if you act within the parameters of your role, the whole pack succeeds, and when that falls apart, so does the pack.

You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.

He smiles at me, and I am suddenly seventeen again - the year I realize that love doesn't follow the rules, the year I understood that nothing is worth having so much as something unattainable

Sometimes there aren't words. The silence between us is flung wide as an ocean. But I manage to reach across it, to wrap my arms around him.

I started writing when I had three kids under the age of 4. I used to write every ten minutes I got to sit in front of a computer. Now, when I have more time, I function the same way: if it's writing time, I write.

Heroes didn't leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand; they didn't wear boots and capes. They bled, and they bruised, and their superpowers were as simple as listening, or loving. Heroes were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted, they could untangle someone else's. And maybe that one act could lead someone to rescue you right back.

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.

You know it's never fifty-fifty in a marriage. It's always seventy-thirty, or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep things rolling smoothly; someone else sails along for the ride.

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