Quote by Jodi Picoult

Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it.

Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather

Summary

This quote suggests that our true identity as individuals is not determined by our past actions or achievements, but rather by our untapped potential and ability to surprise ourselves. It implies that we should not limit ourselves based on our past experiences or perceived limitations, as we may be capable of great things when we push beyond our self-imposed boundaries. It encourages embracing the unknown and being open to unforeseen possibilities in order to discover our full capabilities.

By Jodi Picoult

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