A Quote by Jodi Picoult

Words are like eggs dropped from great heights; you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall. — © Jodi Picoult
Words are like eggs dropped from great heights; you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall.
My religious upbringing was comically strict — even the Dirt Devil vacuum cleaner was banned. In our house, no one was allowed to refer to deviled eggs. We had to call them angelic eggs. We were never allowed to swear. I'd get into trouble just for saying 'Hell no'. If you dropped a hammer on your toe in our house you had to say something like 'Jiminy Christmas'. The only music we were allowed to listen to was gospel. No wonder I rebelled.
The great news is that overwhelmingly far more than adults, youth already care about the environment. Young people are recognizing that we have largely made a mess of things with respect to the environment [and] that the burden to fix it will fall on them.
Leave them wanting more and you know they'll call you back.
I know Primus is bigger than me, but Chandler's face was a mess when they fought. He was dropped with a jab. His chin is not that great.
Leave them wanting more and you know theyll call you back.
I have a fondness for words. On that note, I don't consider my lyrics to be all that great. I like to call myself a supplier of words rather than a lyricist.
In Greek tragedy, they fall from great heights. In noir, they fall from the curb.
To be honest, I'm no Marie Kondo at the best of times. I like living in comfortable clutter and have a peculiar kind of perception that enables me to ignore it. I call it Mess Blindness.
Our veterans who fall on hard times and find themselves without a home deserve more than just handwringing or kind words. They deserve real help that gets them back on their feet.
There's more people to ignore in New York or Boston than there are in Milwaukee, but I would still ignore them, probably.
As for kids who are struggling personally, ignore the bullies! Who cares what they think? A lot of the time, they're not thinking, so you shouldn't take their words to heart. Ignore, ignore, ignore, and keep pushing forward.
I get to live forever," he repeated. Luce was still lost, but he kept talking, a stream of words pouring out of his mouth. "I get to live, and to watch babies being born, and grow up, and fall in love. I watch them have babies of their own and grow old. I watch them die. I am condemned, Luce, to watch it all over again and again. Everyone but you." His eyes were glassy. His voice dropped to a whisper. "You don't get to fall in love--" "But...," she whispered back. "I've...fallen in love.
Words are like arrows, Arianne. Once loosed, you cannot call them back. - Areo Hotah
I am not quick to call someone a friend. It is OK to have acquaintances and be associates. We make these words sound bad, but it is about understanding everyone's place in your life. I have a great group of people around me. I value them more than anything.
After the writers' strike, I came back with my tail between my legs and apologized to everyone. I had been telling them I was going to leave, and I said, "I'm never going to leave," and that I'd stay with them as long as I can. And I really enjoyed the last two and a half seasons of Numbers more than before.
So familiar are eggs to us, however, that in the eighteenth century they were referred to as cackling farts, on the basis that chickens cackled all the time and eggs came out of the back of them.
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