I imagined what it would be like to hold a butterfly in your hands something bejeweled and treasured and to know that despite your devotion it was dying by degrees. Jodi Picoult More Quotes by Jodi Picoult More Quotes From Jodi Picoult Love is not a because, it's a no matter what. Jodi Picoult matterattitudelove 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. Jodi Picoult storieschildrenthinking Religion was supposed to be a blanket drawn up to your chin to keep you warm, a promise that when it came to the end, you wouldn't die alone - but it could just as easily leave you shivering out in the cold, if WHAT you believed became more important than the fact THAT you believed. Jodi Picoult importantfactspromise But still, it looked completely natural, as if we had been kissing at the ends of sentences for ages, while the rest of the world was still hung up on punctuation. Jodi Picoult kissingageworld maybe there is more to a person than a body and a mind. maybe something else figures into the mix— not a soul, exactly, but a spirit that hints you might one day be greater, stronger than you are now. a promise; a potential. Jodi Picoult soulmindpromise The ability to find sparks may be buried so deep in you that you stop believing there's a God. Until someone comes along, with so much light in her that you can't help but see your own, and when you're together,that light grows even brighter. Jodi Picoult lighttogetherbelieve I'm grateful for my children, who are slowly emerging to become their own wonderful, interesting, compassionate young adults - which makes me believe that along the way I must have done something right. Jodi Picoult gratefulbelievechildren People always say that, when you love someone, nothing in the world matters. But that's not true, is it? You know, and I know, that when you love someone, everything in the world matters a little bit more. Jodi Picoult lovelifepeople And I remembered something else that makes us human: faith, the only weapon in our arsenal to battle doubt. Jodi Picoult battleweaponsdoubt You know how sometimes, your life is so perfect you’re afraid for the next moment, because it couldn’t possibly be quite as good? That’s what it felt like. Jodi Picoult nextperfectsometimes Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you'd been before the fall. Jodi Picoult heartbrokenheartbreaklife Love is not an equation, it is not a contract, and it is not a happy ending. Love is the slate under the chalk, the ground that buildings rise, and the oxygen in the air. It is the place you come back to, no matter where your headed Jodi Picoult true-loveairlove-is The only difference between a wish and a prayer is that you're at the mercy of the universe for the first, and you've got some help with the second. Jodi Picoult differencesprayerwish Beliefs are the roads we take to our dreams. Believe you can do something-or believe you can't-and you'll be right everytime. Jodi Picoult beliefdreambelieve You can tell yourself that you would be willing to lose everything you have in order to get something you want. But it's a catch-22: all of those things you're willing to lose are what make you recognizable. Lose them, and you've lost yourself. Jodi Picoult would-bewantorder A photo says, you were happy, and I wanted to catch that. A photo says, you were so important to me that I put down everything else to come watch. Jodi Picoult my-sisters-keeperimportantwatches Someone once told me that when you give birth to a daughter, you've just met the person whose hand you'll be holding the day you die. Jodi Picoult daughtergivinghands I think that ordinary people who are placed in extraordinary circumstances find themselves pushed beyond their limits, and learn new truths about themselves. Jodi Picoult ordinarypeoplethinking 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 skin in the nape of his neck. This is the most extraordinary thing about motherhood - finding a piece of yourself separate and apart that all the same you could not live without. Jodi Picoult motherhoodpregnancychildren Maybe you had to leave in order to really miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved your starting point was. Jodi Picoult homesickmissingorder
