What did Jodi Picoult mean by: Since it had gotten so quiet in the room that you could hear the sound of your own doubts. - Jodi Picoult Author · USA Copy
+ I don’t think we get a choice in who we fall for,” Ian whispers. “I think we just do. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Jodi Picoult, Choices, 0 - Jodi Picoult Author · USA
+ When you have been burned by fire once, you don’t leap into the flames again. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, Jodi Picoult, Fire, Flames, Leap, 0 - Jodi Picoult Author · USA
+ Scars are just a treasure map for pain you’ve buried too deep to remember. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Jodi Picoult, Maps, Pain, Treasure, 0 - Jodi Picoult Author · USA
+ you’re not a bad person because you want to be yourself. Feraz Zeid, July 23, 2023December 12, 2023, Jodi Picoult, Being Yourself, Novelists, 0 - Jodi Picoult Author · USA
+ How foolish it is to run away with a man who’s already run away with someone else. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Jodi Picoult, Running, Running Away, 0 - Jodi Picoult Author · USA
+ Something still exists as long as there’s someone around to remember it. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Jodi Picoult, Remember, 0 - Jodi Picoult Author · USA
+ Princes don’t come around everyday, and happy endings don’t grow on trees Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Jodi Picoult, Everyday, Happy Endings, 0 - Jodi Picoult Author · USA
+ There are two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Jodi Picoult, Happiness, Happy, Reality, 0 - Jodi Picoult Author · USA
Next to sound judgment, diamonds and pearls are the rarest things in the world. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
A room is, after all, a place where you hide from the wolves. That’s all any room is. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
The rumble of the life outside was like the sound of the sea which was rising gradually around her. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
The ideal, without doubt, varies, but its enemies, alas, are always the same. - Jean Rostand Biologist · France
When she is alone in the rooms I hear her humming to keep herself from thinking. Explain - Jean-Paul Sartre Philosopher · France
If you can make it sound exciting with a joke drum machine, you know you’ve got something. - Jeff Beck
