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Beneath Quotes by Jodi Picoult
- Sometimes when you pick up your child you can feel the map of your own bones beneath your hands, or smell the scent of your…
- If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were? What if the face you…
- His hand is cool on my cheek as he paints a tear beneath my left eye, dark blue and swollen with sorrow.
- Betrayal was a stone beneath a mattress of thr bed you shared, something you felt digging into you no matter how you shifted position. What…
- Once the world was pulled out from beneath your feet, did you ever get to stand on firm ground again?
- And in general, the residents of the town wondered why they all felt hollow just beneath the throat, the result of missing something they had…
- You can be strapped to the most stable chair and still feel the world give way beneath you.
- It is so strange, to encounter an ex. It's as if you're in a foreign film, and what you're saying face-to-face has nothing to do…
- Nobody, who looks at a shard of flint lying beneath a rock ledge, or who finds a splintered log by the side of the road…
More Beneath Quotes
- There are more active volcanoes beneath the sea than on land by two orders of magnitude. — Robert Ballard
- Whoever is trying to bring you down is already beneath you. — Nishan Panwar
- On some summer days in New York City, the air hangs thickly visible, like the combined exhalations of eight million souls. Steam… — Diane Ackerman
- I'm used to American actors who have a movie career thinking television acting is beneath them. — Alan Ball
- Deep down, no one really believes they have a right to live. But this death sentence generally stays tucked away, hidden beneath… — Jean Baudrillard
- The kind of man who thinks that helping with the dishes is beneath him will also think that helping with the baby… — Eleanor Roosevelt
- We are in the process of creating what deserves to be called the idiot culture. Not an idiot sub-culture, which every society… — Carl Bernstein
- Rain-diamonds, this winter morning, embellish the tangle of unpruned pear-tree twigs; each solitaire, placed, it appears, with considered judgement, bears the light… — Denise Levertov