Like a missing tooth, sometimes an absence is more noticeable than a presence. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
You might have to lose control before you could find out what you'd been missing. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
It took me a lifetime to realizethings don't get lost if they don't have value- you don't miss what you don't care… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
What if love wasn't the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match? — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
It is strange to think that we might have crossed paths, and still not have known what we were missing. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
But will you miss me? More importantly - will I miss you? Does either one of us really want to hear the… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
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… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I wonder if, as you get older, you stop missing people so fiercely. Maybe growing up is just focusing on what you've… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“His biggest fear was that if and when he did find his missing daughter, she would no longer recognize who he had… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I’m gonna miss you,” Brianna says. “I’m gonna miss you too, baby,” Angelo murmurs. For Pete’s sake. It’s not like she’s leaving… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Here are the things I know for sure: When you think you’re right, you are most likely wrong. Things that break—be they… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
But there’s a part of me that wonders what it would be like to be the most important person to someone else,… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Mistakes are memories you hide in an attic: old love letters from relationships that tanked, photos of dead relatives, toys from a… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Do you know how sometimes - when you are riding your bike and you start skidding across sand, or when you miss… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I pointed to the wound. "It's missing," I said. My grandmother smiled, and that was all it took for me to stop… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Something was missing. I couldn't tell you what it was if you asked but it was off. And if you think of… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
And in general, the residents of the town wondered why they all felt hollow just beneath the throat, the result of missing… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
When you're pregnant, you can think of nothing but having your own body to yourself again; yet after giving birth you realize… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Ross believed in past lives. Moreover, he believed that the person you fell in love with in each life was the same… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I've never been in love, but I've always imagined it--weirdly--like some sort of OxiClean commercial. The TV host shows a scene from… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
When feeling came back, in a storm of color and force and sensation, the most you could do was hold on to… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Maybe you had to leave in order to really miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Maybe you had to leave in order to really miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There is a fine line between seeing something that's lost as missing, and seeing it as something that might be found. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
You have to understand what you’re missing before you can really feel a loss. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
That's the strange thing about being a mother: until you have a baby, you don't even realize how much you were missing… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
if you think of a relationship as a living entity, I guess it's one thing if the missing two percent is, like,… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Memory isn't something that stays with you at all times. It's a quantity that gets summoned or evoked or brought to mind.… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
As a child, what I was missing was so much bigger to me than what I had. My mother-mythic, imaginary-was a deity… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
When you don't fit in, you become superhuman. You can feel everyone else's eyes on you, stuck like Velcro. You can hear… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
But mostly I wondered why the head could move so swiftly while the heart dragged its feet. I still loved him. It… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Choices are funny things-ask a native tribe that's eaten grubs and roots forever if they're unhappy, and they'll shrug. But give them… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There's an honesty to the wolf world that is liberating. There's no diplomacy, no decorum. You tell your enemy you hate him;… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Let me guess," Eric says, "You never meant for it to happen." "Hell, yes, I did. I've wanted her since you two started dating."… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“It’s the difference between dancing along the eggshell crust of acquaintance and diving into the messy center of a relationship.” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Because hate's just the flip side of love. Like heads and tails on a dime. If you don't know what it feels like to… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Some women are meant to change the world, while others are meant to hold it together. And then there are those of us who… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I love feeling loved. I don't love knowing that I will always come in second place. I love the fact that at least sometimes… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
But there is a different between mending someone who's broken and finding someone who makes you complete. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“sometimes words are not big enough to contain all the feelings you are trying to pour into them. My” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
The night is falling down around us. Meteors rain like fireworks, quick rips in the seam of the dark... Every second, another streak of… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“When she had packed all the artifacts that made up their personal history into liquor store boxes, the house became strictly a feminine place.… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
