But memory is like plaster: peel it back, and you just might find a completely different picture.

— Jodi Picoult

But no one ever said yes to make sex consensual. You took hints from body language, from the way two people came together. Why...didn't a shake of the head or a hand pushing hard against a chest speak just as loudly? Why did you have to actually say the word no for it to be rape?

— Jodi Picoult

But sometimes, in order to win, you have to make sacrifices.

— Jodi Picoult

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?

— Jodi Picoult

But there’s a part of me that wonders what it would be like to be the most important person to someone else, to always feel like you were missing a piece of yourself when he wasn’t near you.

— Jodi Picoult

But without a reader, a story is only half complete. It's like blueprints that never get built; like a swimming pool without water. The foundation's there, but it's useless. Without a reader, the words just sit on the page, waiting to come alive in someone's imagination.

— Jodi Picoult

By now you've already formed your own impression. You believe that an act committed a lifetime ago defines a man, or you believe that a person's past has nothing to do with his future. You think I am either a hero, or a monster. Maybe knowing more about circumstances will make you think differently about me, but it won't change what happened twenty-eight years ago.

— Jodi Picoult

Campbell" Julia says "Don't do this to me""Do what?"" Push me off the same cliff twice

— Jodi Picoult

Can you fall for someone because you're lazy?

— Jodi Picoult

Cara: I used to believe everything my brother told me, because he was older, and I figured he knew more about the world. But as it turns out, being a grown-up doesn't mean you're fearless. It just means you fear different things.

— Jodi Picoult