But love wasn't about sacrifice, and it wasn't about falling short of someone's expectations. By definition, love made you better than good… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“A trial was a stupid word, considering that an attempt was never good enough: you were supposed to toe the line, period.” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Eric understands that the world is rarely the way it is supposed to be. And he knows that, given the chance, we… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
But you could only remake your own future, not anyone else's, and for some people that just wasn't good enough. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
a public persona that might be different from what we truly feel inside... everyone wonders if they are good enough, smart enough,… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
By definition, love made you better than good enough; it redefined perfection to include your traits, instead of excluding them. — 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
