I learned a long time ago with you that folks who were trying to be kind would rather do it with a… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Twenty-eight years is a long time to think about why I loved you, and it's not for the reasons I first assumed:… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Kate is going to die. It took me a long time to be able to say that. We all are going to… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Nobody wants to admit to this, but bad things will keep on happening. Maybe that’s because it’s all a chain, and a… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“A long time ago someone told me that a story will tell itself, when it's ready.” — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I don't know what you think of me. And you certainly would never picture us together. But probably peanut butter was just… — 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
