With these words Jake had let go of me. Which proved that he knew more about why I was leaving than even… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Into the silence rips a sound that makes me let go of Max's hand and cover my ears. It is like the… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
You know, Sage, Jesus didn't tell us to forgive everyone. He said turn the other cheek, but only if you the one… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There's a cliff at the end point of a person's life; most us of peer over the edge of it, hanging on.… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
This was something she would keep hidden within herself, maybe in place of the knot of pain and anger she had been… — 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
