Jodi Picoult Quotes

Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of grief the blunder of a life.

I know what it's like to lose.

Sorrow lies like a heartbeat behind everything I have written.

When my young men began the killing, my heart was hurt.

In deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality.

I just didn't want to admit that he was dead.

After I got over the terrible pain of having something of mine taken from me, I began to think how bad everybody else must be feeling. It wasn't a nice time.

Some things you just don't get over.

When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery.

Writing about what happened to my brother and to my family was awful. It was hard to look back at how much suffering there was and at how certain bad situations were made worse by our decisions.

I'm in a great rage now, as I understand how many lives we have lost.

It was the saddest day of my life.

I have seen things in my life that have broken me in spirit.

It is difficult to ever think about your loved one having suffered.

Slipknot started out of tragedy.

I've been thinking about my life, my loss of friends, relationships, opportunities, money, my values. There's also the loss of relationship with my son and my daughter, who I've only met once. All that loss - I just got so good at blocking it out.

Nobody knows the pain I've been through.

Nothing had prepared me for the depth of pain George's death precipitated.

I’m packed with broken glass and memories and it all hurts.

You cried for night - it falls. Now cry in darkness.

People talk of sorrow as if it is soft, a thing of water and tears. But true sorrow is not soft. True sorrow is a thing of fire, and rock. It burns your heart, crushes your soul under the weight of mountains. It destroys, and even if you keep breathing, keep going, you die.

Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.

You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.

At least it was instant. At least there wasn't any pain." I knew he was only trying to help, but he didn't get it. There was pain. A dul endless pain in my gut that wouldn't go away even when I knelt on the stingingly frozen tile of the bathroom, dry-heaving.