Here are the things I know for sure: When you think you’re right, you are most likely wrong. Things that break—be they… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Do you know how there are moments when the world moves so slowly you can feel your bones shifting, your mind tumbling?… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I think you can love a person too much. You put someone up on a pedestal, and all of a sudden, from… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
When this is over...we will got to the rainforest, or a beach as white as bone. We will eat grapes from the… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Things that break - be they bones, hearts, or promises - can be put back together but will never really be whole. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Sometimes when you pick up your child you can feel the map of your own bones beneath your hands, or smell the… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Missed opportunities were never superficial wounds; they cut straight to the bone. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Let me guess," Eric says, "You never meant for it to happen." "Hell, yes, I did. I've wanted her since you two started dating."… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“It’s the difference between dancing along the eggshell crust of acquaintance and diving into the messy center of a relationship.” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Because hate's just the flip side of love. Like heads and tails on a dime. If you don't know what it feels like to… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Some women are meant to change the world, while others are meant to hold it together. And then there are those of us who… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I love feeling loved. I don't love knowing that I will always come in second place. I love the fact that at least sometimes… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
But there is a different between mending someone who's broken and finding someone who makes you complete. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“sometimes words are not big enough to contain all the feelings you are trying to pour into them. My” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
The night is falling down around us. Meteors rain like fireworks, quick rips in the seam of the dark... Every second, another streak of… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“When she had packed all the artifacts that made up their personal history into liquor store boxes, the house became strictly a feminine place.… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
