Jodi Picoult Quotes

I'm not afraid of the world. I'm afraid of a world without you.

Love means holding on to someone just as hard as you can because if you don't, one blink and they might disappear...forever.

It isn't possible to love and to part.

Tris.” I keep staring. “Tris.” I finally look at him. “I just don’t want to lose you.

Almost every person wonders who their soul mate will be or where they will find them and everyone has or will suffer a love loss or the fear of that loss at different points in their lives.

Some day when I lose you, will you still be able to sleep, without me to whisper over you like a crown of linden branches?

They’d already taken her from me once. I didn’t want to lose her again.

I only just found you, I can't lose you now

It's hard to give up the being together with someone.

And I can't say it now. I can't say what I want to say. I hold you-- I-- I clutch you, because I love you so desperately, and time is so short, we have such a little time in which to live and be young, even at best, and I put my arms around you and hold you because I want to love you while I can and I want to know I'm loving you, only it doesn't mean anything because you aren't afraid. You aren't frightened so that you want to clutch it all while you can.

So let's hear another one of your irrational fears. Mia grasped me by the arms and pulled herself in to my chest, like she was burrowing her body into mine. "I'm scared of losing you," she said in the faintest of voices." I pushed her away so I could see her face and kissed the top of her forehead. "I said 'irrational' fears. Because that's not gonna happen.

I don't want to lose you.' His voice almost a whisper. Seeing his haggard expression, she took his hand and squeezed it, then reluctantly let it go. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. 'But you don't want to keep me, either, do you?' To that, he had no response.

Don't walk out of here. I can't lose you.

I know he would die if you died, Luce

I thought I'd explained it clearly before. Bella, I can't live in a world where you don't exist.

He would say, "How funny it will all seem, all you've gone through, when I'm not here anymore, when you no longer feel my arms around your shoulders, nor my heart beneath you, nor this mouth on your eyes, because I will have to go away some day, far away..." And in that instant I could feel myself with him gone, dizzy with fear, sinking down into the most horrible blackness: into death.

Don't let him take you from me.

It drives me nuts how I rely on my wife for everything. I can't imagine a day without her!

I was gutted to leave my boyfriend at home when I started my tour, but taking my pillow was like taking a little bit of him with me.

I never wanted my grandmother to leave my side.

He was a super shiny boy and I liked the shape of him. Under the blanket. In the shower. I liked his shadow on the street and his imprint on the sofa. I hated the smell of hair gel on his head, but I loved it on the pillow. I love the smell of losing someone.

... learning to love any one is like an increase of property, -- it increases care, and brings many new fears lest precious things should come to harm.

We, their hearts, become fearful just thinking of loved ones who go away forever, or of moments that could have been good but weren't, or of moments that could have been found but were forever hidden in the sands.

There is no use in loving things if you have to be torn from them, is there? And it's so hard to keep from loving things, isn't it?