Jodi Picoult, The Storyteller Quotes
My brother believed in all sorts of mythical creatures: pixies, dragons, werewolves, honest men.
be a good listener, don't judge and don't put boundaries on someone else's grief.
History isn't about dates and places and wars. It's about the people who fill the spaces between them.
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?
When a freedom is taken away from you, I suppose, you recognize it as a privilege, not a right.
But that's what love is, isn't it? When it hurts you more to see someone suffer than it does to take the pain away?
If you had to pack your whole life into a suitcase-not just the practical things, like clothing, but the memories of the people you had lost and the girl you had once been-what would you take?
If you end your story, it's a static work of art, a finite circle. But if you don't, it belongs to anyone's imagination. It stays alive forever.
Whether it was power they sought, or revenge, or love-well, those were all just different forms of hunger. The bigger the hole inside you, the more desperate you became to fill it.
My mother used to say that sometimes if you turn a tragedy over in your hand, you can see a miracle running through it, like fool's gold in the hardest shard of rock.
Repeat the same action over and over again, and eventually it will feel right. Eventually, there isn't even any guilt.
A long time ago someone told me that a story will tell itself, when it's ready.
Is his work vengeance? Or Justice? There is the finest line between the two and when i try to focus on it, it becomes less and less clear.
It turns out that sharing the past with someone is different from reliving it when you're alone. It feels less like a wound and more like a poultice.
How can you ricochet from a moment where you are on top of the world to one where you are crawling at rock bottom