Real mothers don't just listen with humble embarrassment to the elderly lady who offers unsolicited advice in the checkout line when a… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I wonder if other mothers feel a tug at their insides, watching their children grow up into the people they themselves wanted… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
It's the child who's supposed to cry, and the mom who makes it all better, not the other way around, which is… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“I just know that, at that moment, I remember feeling like the world had turned itself inside out. It's the child who's… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Sometimes, mothers say and do things that seem like they don't want their kids... but when you look more closely, you realize… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Rest easy, real mothers. The very fact that you worry about being a good mom means that you already are one. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“Mothers are supposed to be their children's biggest cheerleaders. Mothers are supposed to believe in their children, no matter what. Mothers will… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There are legions of us, I realized. The mothers who have broken babies, and spend the rest of our lives wondering if… — 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
