When you love someone, there’s a pattern to the way you come together. You might not even realize it, but your bodies are choreographed: a touch on the hip, a stroke of the hair. A staccato kiss, break away, a longer one. It’s a routine, but not in the boring sense of the word. It’s just the way you’ve learned to fit.
Jodi PicoultMots clés love
a story will tell itself, when it’s ready
Jodi PicoultMots clés the-storyteller
I kept hoping, silently, that you would want to save her like you hadn't been able to save yourself.
Jodi PicoultIn other words, what looks like cruel and heartless from one angle might, from another, actually be the only way to protect your family. -Lucas
Jodi PicoultOr in other words: There are no fairy tales in the wild, no Cinderella stories. The lowly wolf that seems to rise to the top of the pack was really an alpha all along.
Jodi PicoultPersonally, I like books that make you think – books you’re still wondering about three days after you finish them; books you hand to a friend and say “Read this, so we can talk about it”. I suppose I’m just writing the kind of novel I like to read
Jodi PicoultMots clés inspirational about-reading
The wine- it made her limbs loose and liquid, made her feel that a hummingbird had taken the place of her heart.
Jodi PicoultMots clés wine jodiepicoult palin-truth
I love you"..."But I made you cry.
Jodi PicoultMots clés love
...the arms of his swim team sweatshirt still wrapped around the pillow on the bed - Em had said it smelled of him.
Jodi PicoultMots clés miss
It's not because I don't want to hurt Delia's feelings. It's because when she is bruised, I'm the one who aches.
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