I know what love is. When you find the person you are supposed to love, bells ring and fireworks go off in your head and you can't find the words to speak and you think about him all the time. When you find the person you are supposed to love, you will know by staring deeply into their eyes.— Jodi Picoult
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Everytime I look at a zebra, I can't figure out whether it's black with white stripes or white with black stripes, and that frustrates me.
The human capacity for burden is like bamboo- far more flexible than you'd ever believe at first glance.
Love is not a because, it's a no matter what.
There are two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations.
There's always going to be bad stuff out there.
But here's the amazing thing -- light trumps darkness, every time. You stick a candle into the dark, but you can't stick the dark into the light.
I can give or take elephants; I never can find the cheetah-but the zebras captivate me. They'd be one of the few things that would fit if we were lucky enough to live in a world that's black or white.
You can't look back - you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.
If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?
When this is over...we will got to the rainforest, or a beach as white as bone. We will eat grapes from the vine, we will swim with sea turtles, we will walk miles on cobblestone streets. We will laugh and talk and confess. We will.
Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.
The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.
People are always afraid of the unknown - and banding together against the Thing That Is Different From Us is a time-honoured tradition for rallying the masses.
Pick ten strangers and stick them in a room, and ask them which of us they feel sorrier for - you or me - and we all know who they'll choose.
When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.
I always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I was hurting.
Three months ago, if you asked me, I would have told you that if you really loved someone, you’d let them go. But now I look at you, and I dreamed about Maggie, and I see that I’ve been wrong. If you really love someone, Allie, I think you have to take them back.
Words are like eggs dropped from great heights;
you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall.
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.
Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.
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.
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.
Things break all the time. Glass and dishes and fingernails. Cars and contracts and potato chips. You can break a record, a horse, a dollar. You can break the ice. There are coffee breaks and lunch breaks and prison breaks. Day breaks, waves break, voices break. Chains can be broken. So can silence, and fever... promises break. Hearts break.
Researching 'Lone Wolf,' I was amazed at how thoughtful and intelligent these animals are. There has never been a documented attack against a human by a wolf that wasn't provoked by the human.
Just because you didn't speak the facts out loud didn't erase their existence.
Silence was just a quieter way to lie.
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.
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.
A duck walks into a bar and the bartender asks, what'll it be? The duck doesn't answer because it's a duck.
You might not write well every day, but you can always edit a bad page. You can't edit a blank page.
I think that ordinary people who are placed in extraordinary circumstances find themselves pushed beyond their limits, and learn new truths about themselves.
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.
My mother... she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.
Like a missing tooth, sometimes an absence is more noticeable than a presence.
I believe that having something to hope for - even if it's just a better tomorrow- is the most powerful drug on this planet.
Life can change in an instant; don't be so worried about the future that you forget to celebrate what you have right now.
You know it's never fifty-fifty in a marriage.
It's always seventy-thirty, or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep things rolling smoothly; someone else sails along for the ride.
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.
To say there had been a loss was ludicrous;
one lost a shoe or a set of keys. You did not suffer the death of a child and say there was a loss. There was a catastrophe. A devastation. A hell.
And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in masquerade.
For better or for worse, music is the language of memory. It is also the language of love.
You'd think someone who'd been to medical school would be able to hear through a stethoscope that somebody was empty inside.
If words had flavors, hers would be bitter almonds and coffee grounds.
The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven.
And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they're happy.
All I know is that I carried you for nine months.
I fed you, I clothed you, I paid for your college education. Friending me on Facebook seems like a small thing to ask in return.
There are millions of people in the world, and the spirits will see that most of them you never have to meet. But there are one or two you are tied to, and the spirits will cross you back and forth, threading so many knots until they catch and you finally get it right.
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.
When you finally start to write something, do not let yourself stop.
..even when you are convinced it's the worst garbage ever. This is the biggest caveat for beginning writers. Instead, force yourself to finish what you began, and THEN go back and edit it.
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.
Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.
And I remembered something else that makes us human: faith, the only weapon in our arsenal to battle doubt.