Once upon a time there was a girl who wanted to put her fist through a mirror. She would tell everyone it… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There was, really, nothing you could use as a blueprint for your life, except your past. There was no starting over. There… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
The real power of a wolf isn't in its fearsome jaws, which can clench with fifteen hundred pounds of pressure per square… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
When I think about writers who use fiction as social commentary and to raise social awareness but who are also very popular,… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
No," he said calmly, filled with purpose. he took her arms lightly in his hands and shook her. "I am not giving… — 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
Music therapy, to me, is music performance without the ego. It's not about entertainment as much as its about empathizing. If you… — 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
