Language Quotes by Jodi Picoult

“Music is the language of memory”

— Jodi Picoult

“If you ask me, music is the language of memories.”

— Jodi Picoult

If you ask me, music is the language of memory

— Jodi Picoult

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

— Jodi Picoult

words are like nets - we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy,…

— Jodi Picoult

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

— Jodi Picoult

“There are just some feelings, I’ve learned, for which we never invented the right words.”

— Jodi Picoult

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

— Jodi Picoult

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

— Jodi Picoult

“There were some feelings that just didn’t have words big enough to describe them.”

— Jodi Picoult

“I'm very sorry - the only words that could not rework into anything but what they signified.”

— Jodi Picoult

“The only way to strip words of their power was to erase them. Of course, once one had been released into the…

— Jodi Picoult

“When you do not understand the language being spoken, you have two options. You can struggle against the isolation, or you can…

— Jodi Picoult

“Every second, another streak of silver glows: parentheses, exclamation points, commas--a whole grammar made of light, for words to hard to speak.”

— Jodi Picoult

When you showed someone how you felt, it was fesh and honest. Whe you told someone how you felt, there might be…

— Jodi Picoult

“I pulled word after word from my core, like silk for a spider’s web, spinning a make-believe life. That’s why we read…

— Jodi Picoult

So much of the language of love was like that: you devoured someone with your eyes, you drank in the sight of…

— Jodi Picoult

I don't understand why people never say what they mean. It's like the immigrants who come to a country and learn the…

— Jodi Picoult

No," he said calmly, filled with purpose. he took her arms lightly in his hands and shook her. "I am not giving…

— Jodi Picoult

She suddenly remembered studying the brain in science class- how a steel rod pierced a man's skull, and he opened his mouth…

— Jodi Picoult

Words, for all they were flimsy and invisible, had great strength. They could be fortified as a castle wall and sharp as…

— Jodi Picoult

There are all sorts of experiences we can't really put a name to...The birth of a child, for one. Or the death…

— Jodi Picoult

We sit for a few more moments, although there's really nothing left to say. This is new to me, too, an entire…

— Jodi Picoult

When you are a kid you have your own language, and unlike French or Spanish or whatever you start learning in fourth…

— Jodi Picoult

“When we were little, Eric and Fitz and I invented a language. I've forgotten most of it, with the exception of a…

— Jodi Picoult

“This was why there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that just didn't have words big enough to describe them.”

— Jodi Picoult

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

— Jodi Picoult

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

— Jodi Picoult

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

— Jodi Picoult

In this new place we've found, sometimes there aren't words, because the truth can be even more difficult than the lies.

— Jodi Picoult

“Words are like nets - we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy,…

— Jodi Picoult