“ Isn’t that what true romance is supposed to be about? Finding the person who’s your soul mate. Someone you dream about at night.Someone whose name is on your lips when you wake up in the morning. Jodi Picoult
“ I would figure out, later, how to explain to my boss that, for me, Delia will never be a story, but a happy ending. Jodi Picoult
“ I told myself that if I didn't care, this wouldn't have hurt so much - surely that proved I was alive and human and all those touchy-feely things, for once and for all. But that wasn't a relief, not w… Jodi Picoult
“ I kept hoping, silently, that you would want to save her like you hadn't been able to save yourself. Jodi Picoult
“ I felt a splinter of guilt wedge into my heart. Charlotte had hurt me; in return, I'd hurt Rob. Maybe that's what we do to the people we love: take shots in the dark and realize too late we've wounded… Jodi Picoult
“ I do not have the money anymore. It was all yours, after all. I slipped the check into the silk lining of the coffin when I kissed you good-bye for the last time. Jodi Picoult
“ History isn't about dates and places and wars. It's about the people who fill the spaces between them. Jodi Picoult
“ Can't you hear it? you said. When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth. Jodi Picoult
“ Babies don't come with instruction booklets. You'd learn the same way we all do -- you'd read up on dinosaurs, you'd Google backhoes and skidders. And you don't need a penis to go buy a baseball glove… Jodi Picoult
“ Maybe you believe that we fall into our future blindly, drifting from adventure to adventure, our journey zigzagging not according to plan but according to pure chance. Or just maybe, as random and ha… Jodi Picoult
“ Sometimes there aren't words. The silence between us is flung wide as an ocean. But I manage to reach across it, to wrap my arms around him. Jodi Picoult
“ At 17, the smallest crises took on tremendous proportions; someone else's thoughts could take root in the loam of your own mind; having someone accept you was as vital as oxygen. Adults, light years a… Jodi Picoult
