Real mothers don't just listen with humble embarrassment to the elderly lady who offers unsolicited advice in the checkout line when a… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Eventually, I told myself not to expect anything from him, and as a result it has gotten easier for me to take… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
The hardest thing in the world is believing someone can change. It's always easier to go along with the way things are… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
As it turned out, though, it was a lot easier to say that someone deserved to die for what they did than… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
It was always easier for me to show love than to say it. The word reminded me of pralines: small, precious, almost… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There are some things we do because we convince ourselves it would be better for everyone involved. We tell ourselves that it's… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I loved Alex so much that it was easier to let him hurt me than to watch him hurt himself. — 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
