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God, what we done? It didn't really matter. Piper had been the kind of friend with whom I didn't have to fill in the spaces with random conversation. It was okay to just with her. She knew that sometimes I needed that - to not have to take care of anyone or anything, to simply exist in my own space, adjacent to hers.
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Hope is what makes you look outside the window to see if it's stopped raining. Hope is what makes you believe he'll text you back. Hope is why you buy your jeans a little tight... Hope is why you get out of bed in the morning, and why you dream at night. Hope is what makes us believe that things can only get better. Hope is what keeps us going.
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lovely
off-the-page
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Fiction is like that, once it is released into the world: contagious, persistent. Like the contents of Pandora's box, a story that's freely given can't be contained anymore. It becomes infectious, spreading from the person who created it to the person who listens, and passes it on.
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Logical thinking keeps you from wasting time worrying, or hoping. It prevents disappointment. Imagination, on the other hand, only gets you hyped up over things that will never realistically happen.
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God doesn't give people burdens they can't handle.
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Did you ever think that maybe what you see isn't really what's true?
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Motherhood is a Sisyphean task. You finish sewing one seam shut, and another rips open. I have come to believe that this life I'm wearing will never really fit.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Here I am, wasting away inside a book I wish I could escape, and all she wants to do is stay in the story. If I could talk to this girl Delilah, I'd ask her why on earth she would ever trade a single second of the world she's in for the one in which I'm stuck
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She had loved him. He knew this; he had never doubted it. But she had also asked him to kill her. If you love someone that much, you did not lay that sort of burden on him for the rest of his life.
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suicide
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We have been naive enough to believe that we were invincible; that we could run blind through the hairpin turns of life at treacherous speeds and never crash.
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Jodi Picoult |
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You know, he told me once, completely exasperated, you've got one glass of water inside your head, with all the tears for a lifetime. If you waste them over nothing, then you won't be able to cry for real when you need to.
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lone-wolf
sadness
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Words, for all they were flimsy and invisible, had great strength. They could be fortified as a castle wall and sharp as a foil. They could bite, slap, shock, wound. But unlike deeds, words couldn't really help you. No promise ever rescued a person; it was the carrying-through of it that brought about salvation.
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Jodi Picoult |
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The joke's on them. One little hypodermic wont' be enough. Split a piece of wood, and they'll find me. Lift up a stone, and they'll find me. Look in the mirror, and they'll find me...If you really want to know what makes someone a killer, ask yourself what would make you do it.
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intriguing
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Jodi Picoult |
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Life was all about being in a certain place, at a certain time.
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The night is falling down around us. Meteors rain like fireworks, quick rips in the seam of the dark... Every second, another streak of silver glows: parentheses, exclamation points, commas - a whole grammar made of light, for words too hard to speak.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Although you hadn't asked why, it had less to do with you not noticing than with you not wanting to hear the answer.
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misery
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Just so you know, when they say "once upon a time"....they're lying. It's not once upon a time. Its not even twice upon a time. It's hundreds of times, over and over, every time someone opens up the pages of this dusty old book." --
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Jodi Picoult |
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When a freedom is taken away from you, I suppose, you recognize it as a privilege, not a right.
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privilege
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Jodi Picoult |
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For better or for worse, music is the language of memory. It is also the language of love.
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memories
music
relationships
romance
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I can't do this to you,' he said, drawing back. Emily put her hand on his and pulled the gun to her temple. 'Then do it for me,' she said.
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death
emily-gold
love
suicide
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Jodi Picoult |
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There's a] point where you have to leave the dough alone. It's silly to anthropomorphize bread, but I love the fact that it needs to sit quietly, to retreat from touch and noise and drama, in order to evolve. I have to admit, I often feel that way myself.
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evolution
food
humor
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peace
quietness
reflection
truth
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Men don't traipse. We... Swagger
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Jodi Picoult |
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Nobody, who looks at a shard of flint lying beneath a rock ledge, or who finds a splintered log by the side of the road would ever find magic in their solitude. But in the right circumstances, if you bring them together, you can start a fire that consumes the world.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Each memory is like a paper flower stowed up a magician's sleeve: invisible one moment and then so substantial and florid the next I cannot imagine how it stayed hidden all this time. And like those paper flowers, once they've been let loose in the world, the memories are impossible to tuck away again.
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Jodi Picoult |
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She had never been a pretty crier. She sobbed the way she did everything else - with passion and excess.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Instead of doing the best thing, we sometimes have to settle for the rightest thing.
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Jodi Picoult |
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But rules only work when everyone plays by them. What happens when someone doesn't, and the fallout bleeds right into his life? Whats stronger- the need to uphold the law, or the motive to turn one's back on it?
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Jodi Picoult |
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Mistakes are something that happen by accident. You didn't walk out the door one morning and fall into some guy's bed. You thought about it, for a while. You made that choice.
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Jodi Picoult |
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How do you tell an adult that maybe everything wrong in the world stems from the fact that she's stopped believing the impossible can happen?
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Jodi Picoult |
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when people we love make choices, we don't always understand them. But we can go on loving them, just the same. It isn't a matter of comprehension. It's forgiveness.
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Jodi Picoult |
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When your mother is made out of your dreams, anything real is bound to disappoint you.
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dream
real
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I can see myself now, she said. And I can see what I want to be, ten years from now. But I don't understand how I'm going to get from here to there.
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Jodi Picoult |
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We'd sit with a big bowl of popcorn, wrapped together in a queen-size blanket, and would escape to a place where magic was ours for the taking, where men rescued the people they loved instead of abandoning them. A place where, no matter how bad things looked at that moment, there would always be a happy ending.
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Jodi Picoult |
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It's hard to be the one always waiting. I mean, there's something to be said for the hero who charges off to battle, but when you get right down to it there's a whole story in who's left behind.
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Jodi Picoult |
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How could you not want to draw breath one more day? How could your own life be such a cheap commodity? But then I started to understand: when your existence is hell, death must be heaven.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Ask a kid who's struggling in math if he likes being in a mixed-level class, and he'll tell you he feels like a moron. Ask the math genius if he likes being in a mixed-level class, and he'll tell you he's sick of doing all the work during group projects. Sometimes, it's better to sort like with like.
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Jodi Picoult |
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parenting isn't a noun but a verb--an ongoing process instead of an accomplishment. And that no matter how many years you put into the job, the learning curve is, well, fairly flat.
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Jodi Picoult |
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If he says jump, she doesn't even ask "How high?" She goes out and buys a pogo stick."
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Jodi Picoult |
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There is a fine line between seeing something that's lost as missing, and seeing it as something that might be found.
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Jodi Picoult |
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This is what it always comes down to, I realized. There are the ones who believe, and the ones who don't, and caught in the space between them are guns.
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Jodi Picoult |
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I would rather be in minority and be right, than in the majority and wrong.
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Jodi Picoult |
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She understood how a world jammed with phones, email, and faxes could still leave you feeling utterly alone.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Life is not a plot; it's in the details.
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life
plot
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Jodi Picoult |
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I only just found you, I can't lose you now
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