Top 500 Jodi Picoult Quotes (2024 Update)
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451. “By definition, love made you better than good enough; it redefined perfection to include your traits, instead of excluding them.”

— Jodi Picoult

452. “What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you’d never forget?”

— Jodi Picoult

453. “How do you walk into someone’s life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.”

— Jodi Picoult

454. “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

455. “I would prove to you that being different isn’t a death sentence but a call to arms.”

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456. “But if you seek forgiveness, doesn’t that automatically mean you cannot be a monster? By definition, doesn’t that desperation make you human again?”

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457. “You are only as invincible as your smallest weakness, and those are tiny indeed – the length of a sleeping baby’s eyelash, the span of a child’s hand. Life turns on a dime, and – it turns out – so does one’s conscience.”

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458. “Forgiving isn’t something you do for someone else. It’s something you do for yourself. It’s saying, You’re not important enough to have a stranglehold on me. It’s saying, You don’t get to trap me in the past. I am worthy of a future.”

— Jodi Picoult

459. “The Lord turned water into wine. All I’m suggesting is a trip to the grocery store.”

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460. “Doctors put a wall up between themselves and their patients; nurses broke it down.”

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461. “I realize how quickly lies compound. They cover like a coat of paint, one on top of the other, until you cannot remember what color you started with.”

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462. “I once heard someone on a bus say that this guy had gotten under her skin. And it struck me as a remarkable thought – that someone would affect you so deeply they’d always be a part of you.”

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463. “From that point of view, I realized that my hole was not miles deep after all. My father, in fact, could stand on the bottom and it only reached up to his chest. Darkness, you know, is relative.”

— Jodi Picoult

464. “There was, really, nothing you could use as a blueprint for your life, except your past. There was no starting over. There was only picking up the pieces someone had left behind.”

— Jodi Picoult

465. “What if love wasn’t the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match?”

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466. “Close a door, and you’d still feel a breeze through the window.”

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467. “There is no cosmic scale on which you can weigh your actions; you learn too late what choices ruin the fragile balance.”

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468. “Since I was five, I’ve known that I was adopted, which is a politically correct term for being clueless about one’s own origins.”

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469. “It was possible that a miracle was not something that happened to you, but rather something that didn’t.”

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470. “If she spoke, she would tell him the truth: she was not okay at all, but horribly empty, now that she knew what it was like to be filled.”

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471. “It is strange to think that we might have crossed paths, and still not have known what we were missing.”

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472. “People ask all the time how I’m doing, but the truth is, they don’t really want to know.”

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473. “There’s a word we learned in social studies: schadenfreude. It’s when you enjoy watching someone else suffer. The real question though, is why? I think part of it is self preservation. And part of it is because a group always feels more like a group when it’s banded together against an enemy. It doesn’t matter if that enemy has never done anything to hurt you-you just have to pretend you hate someone even more than you hate yourself.”

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474. “You can’t hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.”

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475. “Do you know how, when you are on the verge of a breakdown, the world pounds in your ears; a rush of blood, of consequence? Do you now how it feels when the truth cuts your tongue to ribbons, and still you have to speak it?”

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476. “In fairytales, when the mask came off, the handsome prince still loved the girl, no matter what -and that alone would turn her into a princess.”

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477. “You know how every now and then, you have a moment where your whole life stretches out ahead of you like a forked road, and even as you choose one gritty path you’ve got your eyes on the other the whole time, certain that you’re making a mistake.”

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478. “Isn’t it amazing how, when you strip away everything, people are so much alike?”

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479. “The jury is supposed to be twelve peers, but technically that would mean every single person on the jury should have Asperger’s syndrome, because then they’d really understand me.”

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480. “The reason I am still sitting at Josef’s kitchen table is the same reason traffic slows after a car wreck- you want to see the damage; you can’t let yourself pass without that mental snapshot. We are drawn to horror even as we recoil from it.”

— Jodi Picoult

481. “I love her. I love her to death.” “You love her through death,” I correct gently. “You don’t stop loving someone just because they’re not physically with you.”

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482. “It’s silly to anthropomorphize bread, but I love the fact that it needs to sit quietly, to retreat from touch and noise and drama, in order to evolve. I have to admit, I often feel that way myself.”

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483. “Things that look impossible suddenly seem a lot better, once you get God on board.”

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484. “Hunger, she often tells me, has nothing to do with the belly and everything to do with the mind. What Mary really runs isn’t a bakery, but a community.”

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485. “I don’t know why it’s called “getting lost.” Even when you turn down the wrong street, when you find yourself at the dead end of a chain-link fence or a road that turnd to sand, you are somewhere. It just isn’t where you expected to be.”

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486. “Children are the anchors of a mother’s life. – SOPHOCLES, Phaedra, fragment 612.”

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487. “She had never been a pretty crier. She sobbed the way she did everything else – with passion and excess.”

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488. “She stares at me for a moment, and then she bursts out laughing. “You haven’t seen his perfect little wife and his perfect little girls. Believe me, Oliver, I’m not the great love of his life, the one he’ll never forget.” “You are to me,” I say.”

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489. “I know that the first person I kissed won’t be nearly as important as the last person I kiss.”

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490. “No child really chooses his religion; it is just the luck of the draw which blanket of beliefs you are wrapped in.”

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491. “It’s certainly my honor to be able to, hopefully, change the world a tiny bit, one mind at a time.”

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492. “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.”

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493. “There are some weapons you can’t protect yourself against.”

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494. “Do you know how sometimes – when you are riding your bike and you start skidding across sand, or when you miss a step and start tumbling down the stairs – you have those long, long seconds to know that you are going to be hurt, and badly?”

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495. “In my family, we seem to have a tortured history of not saying what we ought to and not meaning what we do.”

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496. “When you’re a parent you find yourself looking at the unknown that is your child, trying to find a piece of yourself inside her, because sometimes that is what it takes to claim.”

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497. “When heaven breaks, who fixes it?”

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498. “The process of growing up was nothing more than figuring out what doors hadn’t yet been slammed in your face.”

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499. “There are some dreams that get stuck between your teeth when you sleep, so that when you open your mouth to yawn awake they fly right out of you.”

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500. “And I think, not for the first time, that what is immoral is not always wrong.”

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