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
heaven age
Here's my question: What age are you when you're in Heaven?
zebras elephants white
I can give or take elephants; I never can find the cheetah-but the zebras captivate me. They'd be one of the few things that would fit if we were lucky enough to live in a world that's black or white.
betrayal forgiving stones
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 was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget?
morning mistake fall
Mistakes are something that happen by accident. You didn't walk out the door one morning and fall into some guy's bed. You thought about it, for a while. You made that choice.
powerful believe path
But as he grew older, he learned that a word was a powerful thing. An insult didn't have to be shouted to bleed; a vow didn't have to be whispered to make you believe. Hold a thought in your head, and that was enough to change the actions of anyone and anything that crossed your path.
perfection definitions enough
By definition, love made you better than good enough; it redefined perfection to include your traits, instead of excluding them.
choices balance too-late
There is no cosmic scale on which you can weigh your actions; you learn too late what choices ruin the fragile balance.
way sometimes eavesdropping
I shouldn't have eavesdropped, but sometimes, that's the only way to find out the truth.
memories might different
Memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely different picture.
kissing first-kiss lasts
I could not remember my first kiss, but I could have told you Charlotte would be my last.
good-friend cost
I truly believed that the cost of success for us shouldn't be the cost of failure for a good friend.
people changed wells
People changed. Even the people you thought you knew as well as you knew yourself.
mother surface
Maybe a mother wasn't what she seemed to be on the surface.
mother dna years
Here's what I hadn't realized: the mother you haven't seen for almost thirty-six years isn't your mother, she's a stranger. Sharing DNA doesn't make you fast friends. This wasn't a joyous reunion. It was just awkward.