“What’s your name again?” “Peter. Peter Granford.” Lewis opened up his mouth to speak, but then just shook his head. “What?” The… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
She stared at Peter, and she realized that in that one moment, when she hadn't been thinking, she knew exactly what he'd… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
What does it feel like?” he asked. “What does what feel like?” Peter thought for a moment. “Being at the top.” Josie… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
As Lacy waited for her turn to speak on Peter's behalf, she thought back to the first time she realized she could… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Chicken,' Josie said. 'Have you ever been in love?' Peter looked at Josie, and thought of how they had once tied a… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Peter curled his hands into fists at his sides. 'Kiss me,' he said. She leaned towards him slowly, until her face was… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Peter was, simply, what a person would look like if you boiled down the most raw emotions and filtered them of any… — 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
