“I'd try to stuff myself into one of these scenarios, but it's like wearing a size five sneaker when your foot is… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
It still hurts," she whispered. "Even when you're doing it for someone else, that doesn't stop your ribs from getting cracked, or… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Here's what no one ever tells you about love: it hurts, having your heart broken — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
But that's what love is, isn't it? When it hurts you more to see someone suffer than it does to take the… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
It's crazy, right? To love someone who's hurt you? It's even crazier to think that someone who hurts you loves you. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Why bring up something that hurts so much, if it's not going to change anything?” — 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
