The night is falling down around us. Meteors rain like fireworks, quick rips in the seam of the dark... Every second, another… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Was it the act of giving birth that made you a mother? Did you lose that label when you relinquished your child?… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There are some nights when you just want to know there's someone else besides you in this wide world. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Isn’t that what true romance is supposed to be about? Finding the person who’s your soul mate. Someone you dream about at… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
On a really dark night, you can see between 1,000 and 1,500 stars, and there are millions more that haven't been discovered.… — 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
I don't believe in writer's block. Think about it - when you were blocked in college and had to write a paper,… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Once, I asked my mom why stars shine. She said they were night-lights, so the angels could find their way around in… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Do you remember the summer we signed you up for camp? And the night before you left, you said you've changed your… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
when you want something so desperately, you shake with the need for it. you tell yourself that you don't need more than… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
In the custom of mourning, the fabric of the night had been ripped, revealing a star at each tiny tear. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I love getting fan mail. Often, as a writer, you never know what your readers think of a book... you get critical… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I'm telling you, if aliens landed on earth today and took a good hard look at why babies get born, they'd conclude… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Anna is the only proof I have that I was born into this family. Instead of dropped off on the doorstep by… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Someone real," I hear myself saying. "Someone who never has to pretend, and who I never have to pretend around. Someone who's… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
The answer is that there is no good answer. So as parents, as doctors, as judges, and as a society, we fumble… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There are stars in the night sky that look brighter than the others, and when you look at them through a telescope… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I learned a lot that night. For example, that part of being the magician's assistant means coming face-to-face with illusion. That invisibility… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
You can stay up all night and still not count all the ways to lose the people you love. — 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
