I think this is every mother's worst nightmare - something dreadful happening to her child. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
When feeling came back, in a storm of color and force and sensation, the most you could do was hold on to… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
What we all want, really, is to be loved. That craving drives our worst behavior. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
Normal, in our house, is like a blanket too short for a bed--sometimes it covers you just fine, and other times it… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
No one ever asks a kid for her opinion, but it seems to me that growing up means you stop hoping for… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
When you finally start to write something, do not let yourself stop...even when you are convinced it's the worst garbage ever. This… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
There is a curious thing that happens with the passage of time: a calcification of character... Change isn't always for the worst;… — 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
