On a shelf above my computer are five letters that spell out W-R-I-T-E. Just in case I forget why I'm there. I… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I'm the kind of person you want to kill. I had an incredibly happy childhood. I married a terrific guy when I… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Men. You can't live with them...and you can't legally shoot them. I tossed out my husband eight years ago and got a… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
He began to trace a pattern on the table with the nail of his thumb. "She kept saying she wanted to keep… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Turn around, and the people you thought you knew might change. Your little boy might now live half a world away. Your… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Even though I don't write about things that come from my life because I'm lucky, and I live in a great place… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Families were never what you wanted them to be. We all wanted what we couldn't have: the perfect child, the doting husband,… — 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
