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
mean luck forget
She shrugged. "You can be happy for someone else's good fortune, but that doesn't mean you forget your own bad luck.
tongue forget tattooed
After all, how many of us had tried to forget something traumatic...only to find it printed on the back of our eyelids, tattooed on our tongues?
grandmother remember forget
I never said I do not remember, my grandmother corrects. I said I prefer to forget.
voice giving forget
What could you give me," I ask, my voice shaking, "to make me forget ... that you forgot about me?
remember forget i-can
For someone who can’t remember very much, there seems to be a lot I can’t forget.
fall firsts never-forget
you never forget your first fall.
forgiving able never-forget
What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget?
forget worried celebrate
Life can change in an instant; don't be so worried about the future that you forget to celebrate what you have right now.
details forget-you sometimes
Life sometimes gets so bogged down in the details, you forget you are living it.
drawn eyes fingers kept polished rest scar
It was a little like a scar on a polished wooden table--you'd try to see the rest of the gleaming surface, but your eyes and your fingers would be drawn to the pitted part, the one thing that kept it from being perfect.
cliche crack crossed door expected fall fine heard line love mate moment open secret soul
There was a fine line between love and hate, you heard that cliche all the time. But no one told you that the moment you crossed it would be the one you least expected. You'd fall in love and crack open a secret door to let your soul mate in. You just never expected such closeness, one day, to feel like an intrusion.
admit bed beneath betrayal both deep digging felt matter mattress point shifted stone
Betrayal was a stone beneath the mattress of the 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?
accident both difference fatal motions people victim
The thing that most people didn't understand...was that a rape victim and a victim of a fatal accident were both gone, forever. The difference was that the rape victim still had to go through the motions of being alive.
ability bottom inability punishment taking utter whatever whenever worst
At the very bottom of hell, there's no fire, no brimstone, just the utter inability to take action...Is taking away your ability to do whatever you want, whenever you want, the very worst punishment you can imagine?