Everyone has a story; everyone hides his past as a means of self-preservation. Some just do it better, and more thoroughly, than others.
Jodi PicoultBut sometimes, in order to win, you have to make sacrifices.
Jodi PicoultIf you say the same words over and over, do they become so bleached that there's no color left in them?
Jodi PicoultWhen was the last time someone read aloud to you? Probably when you were a child, and if you think back, you'll remember how safe you felt, tucked under the covers, or curled in someone's arms, as a story was spun around you like a web.
Jodi PicoultIt's easy to say you will do what's right and shun what's wrong, but when you get close enough to any given situation, you realize that there is no black or white. There are gradations of gray.
Jodi PicoultMots clés right-and-wrong
Sometimes, there's this expression on his face, as if he cannot quite believe he got so lucky. I'm not sure what he's seeing when he looks at me, but I want to be that girl.
Jodi PicoultSomeone once told me that when you give birth to a daughter, you've just met the person whose hand you'll be holding the day you die.
Jodi PicoultMots clés daughter
When you are singled out for torture because of your faith, can religion still be a beacon?
Jodi PicoultMots clés wwii religion holocaust
What must you break apart in order to bring a family close together? Bread, of course.
Jodi PicoultMots clés family bread the-storyteller
There is a magic to intimacy, a world built of sighs and skin that is thicker than brick, stronger than iron.
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