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
dying stories reason
Maybe the reason I've never died in this story is that I've never had something worth dying for before.
boss stories happy-endings
I would figure out, later, how to explain to my boss that, for me, Delia will never be a story, but a happy ending.
air would-be stories
All writers start with a layer of truth, don't they? If not, their stories would be nothing but spools of cotton candy, a fleeting taste wrapped around nothing but air.
mean may stories
The person may have a scar, but it also means they have a story
fiction stories world
Fiction is like that, once it is released into the world: contagious, persistent. Like the contents of Pandora's box, a story that's freely given can't be contained anymore. It becomes infectious, spreading from the person who created it to the person who listens, and passes it on.
stories definitions stones
Once you call something a story, it's set in stone. It has a beginning, a middle, and an end that can't be transformed, because by definition, if you do that, it's not the same story anymore
book reading stories
How do you know that you are not part of a book? That someone's not reading your story right now?
dark stories spots
There are just as many stories to be told in the dark spots s there are in the bright ones.
children thinking stories
When was the last time someone read aloud to you? Probably when you were a child, and if you think back, you'll remember how safe you felt, tucked under the covers, or curled in someone's arms, as a story was spun around you like a web.
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?