I love feeling loved. I don't love knowing that I will always come in second place. I love the fact that at… — 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
You know, Michael, I used to sit around looking for a way to make sense of what happened, like there was some… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I consider myself spiritual and I'm married to a man who is both an atheist and a humanist, and my kids have… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
When feeling came back, in a storm of color and force and sensation, the most you could do was hold on to… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
My mother walks forward. She's crying, but there's a smile on her face. For God's sake, is it any wonder I can't… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I cannot admit this out loud. In the first place, we are expected to be supermoms these days, instead of admitting that… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
She understood how a world jammed with phones, email, and faxes could still leave you feeling utterly alone. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I grew up in a household where we didn't really talk about our feelings, and where the only reason you went to… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There was no easy switch that she could flip to stem the flow of feelings, no way to drain the memories that… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
You need to learn to write on demand, and to get critiqued without flinching. When someone can rip your work to shreds… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There is a place in you that you don't even know exists, where you can simply stand back and watch without feeling… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“It's not because I don't want to hurt Delia's feelings. It's because when she is bruised, I'm the one who aches.” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
This was the reason there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that didn't have words big enough to describe them. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Where did you go?" "To the end of the driveway," my mother says. "I was nine months pregnant; that was the maximum… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
The first time she kissed me, I truly thought I'd had an aneurysm - my pulse was thundering so loud and my… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I know that there will be other women, but they couldn't compare. Maybe I'll change, maybe love will change, but I think… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
And just like that, something inside shifted very subtly, so that all the empty spaces in him suddenly disappeared, so that his… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“When you showed someone how you felt, it was fresh and honest. When you told someone how you felt, there might be… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I didn't think i could possibly love another baby as much as I loved the one I'd already had," I continue. "But… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
The brain of a person in love will show activity in the amygdala, which is associated with gut feelings, and in the… — 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
