Sunday, November 16, 2008

Sometimes what we wish for actually comes true.

All quotes from 'The Tenth Circle' by Jodi Picoult

It wasn't what you didn't know about the people you loved that would shock you; it was what you didn't want to admit about yourself.

Some people, they get down in a hole so deep they can't figure out what to hold on to. And some people, make the choice to let go.

She could remember who she used to be... that picture was like an image sealed into a snow globe, one that went fuzzy when she shook it too hard, but then if she held her breath, might see clearly. She could look down at herself now and tell you how surprised she was that she had come this distance, how strange it was to discover that lying came as easily as breathing. What she couldn't put into words was what had happened in between to change her from one person into the other.

She hadn't been looking to ruin his life. She'd only wanted a way to salvage her own.

How did you tell someone that you weren't the person he thought you were? And more importantly, how did you tell him that you'd meant the things you'd said, when everything else about you turned out to be a lie?

Trixie didn't know what was going to happen to her tomorrow, much less after that. But she found that in spite of everything that had happened, she still had the capacity to pretend, to think her future might be something it never actually would.

There are some people who hit your life so hard, they left a stain on your future.

It was no coincidence that fear could move a person to extremes, just seamlessly as love. They were the conjoined twins of emotion: If you didn't know what was at stake to lose, you have nothing to fight for.

Sometimes what we wish for actually comes true. And sometimes that's the very worst thing that can happen.

Life could take on any number of shapes while you were busy fighting your own demons. But if you were changing at the same rate as the person beside you, nothing else really mattered. You became each other's constant.

There should have been a tenth circle, a tiny spot the size of the head of a pin, with room for infinite masses. It would be overcrowded with professors who hid in ivory-covered towers instead of facing their broken families. With little girls who had grown up overnight. With husbands who didn't speak of their past but instead poured it out onto a blank white page. With women who pretended they could be the wife of one & the lover of another & keep the two selves distinct. With anyone who told himself he was living the perfect life, despite all evidence to the contrary.

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