Jodi Picoult
Jodi Picoult
Jodi Lynn Picoultis an American author. She was awarded the New England Bookseller Award for fiction in 2003. Picoult currently has approximately 14 million copies of her books in print worldwide...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth19 May 1966
CountryUnited States of America
morning eggs
Q: How would you like your eggs in the morning? A: Unfertilized
home guy would-be
At home I was raped by a guy i thought I loved' Trixie said, because thats what it was to her and always would be.
growing-up mistake thinking
Everyone thinks you make mistakes when you're young. But I don't think we make any fewer when we're grown up
i-know-you-love-me knows
I know you love me. The question is, how much?
teacher believe thinking
My teacher in first grade said that long ago people used to believe all kinds of things, because they didn't know any better. Like you shouldn't take a bath, because it could make you sick. And then someone saw germs under a microscope and started to think differently. You can believe something really hard, and still be wrong. (Faith White)
missing care lifetime
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 about.
cutting together pieces
Lately, I have been having nightmares, where I'm cut into so many pieces that there isn't enough of me to be put back together.
home long wells
Traveling is all very well and good as long as you knew there is a place or person you can call home
beautiful girl painful
A girl who is thirteen-which is hard, and difficult, and beautiful, and painful, and exhilarating.
parenting should-have names
I became a firefighter because I wanted to save people. But I should have been more specific. I should have named names.
eye dark hands
His hand is cool on my cheek as he paints a tear beneath my left eye, dark blue and swollen with sorrow.
eye color weather
When feeling came back, in a storm of color and force and sensation, the most you could do was hold on to the person beside you and hope you could weather it. Alex closed her eyes and expected the worst-but it wasn't a bad thing; it was just a different thing. A messier one, more complicated one. She hesitated, and then she kissed Patrick back, willing to concede that you might have to lose control before you could find what you'd been missing.
matter consumed
No matter how much you consumed, you would not have your fill.
relationship distance eye
I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.