Maybe the reason I've never died in this story is that I've never had something worth dying for before. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
When was the last time someone read aloud to you? Probably when you were a child, and if you think back, you'll… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
This must be what an addict feels like, I think, trying to fight the pull of one last, quick read. My fingers… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
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… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There are just as many stories to be told in the dark spots s there are in the bright ones. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I would figure out, later, how to explain to my boss that, for me, Delia will never be a story, but a… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
in nineteen minutes you can norder a pizza and have it delivered. You can read a story to a child or have… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
If you want to know someone's story, they have to tell it aloud. But every time, the telling is a little but… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
It's hard to be the one always waiting. I mean, there's something to be said for the hero who charges off to… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
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… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Fiction is like that, once it is released into the world: contagious, persistent. Like the contents of Pandora's box, a story that's… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Once you call something a story, it's set in stone. It has a beginning, a middle, and an end that can't be… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
All writers start with a layer of truth, don't they? If not, their stories would be nothing but spools of cotton candy,… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Here I am, wasting away inside a book I wish I could escape, and all she wants to do is stay in… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
How do you know that you are not part of a book? That someone's not reading your story right now? — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
The apple . . . came before Adam and Eve in the story of creation. It had to have been there at… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
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.… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Everyone has a story; everyone hides his past as a means of self-preservation. Some just do it better, and more thoroughly, than… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
You can't be real," Delilah murmurs. "Says who?" I ask. "Did you really think that a story exists only when you're reading… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“For the narrative to exist, so that it could be read and reread even if I was taken away. Stories outlive their… — 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
