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Her hair is longer now, and fine lines bracket her mouth, parentheses around a lifetime of words I was not around to hear.
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Jodi Picoult |
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I smile. But like anything you wear that doesn't fit, it pinches.
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Jodi Picoult |
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I realize that I quite like this girl. It's not just that she's so pretty the words fly out of my mind before they can leave my mouth--it's that when we're chatting, I feel like I've known her all my life.
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romance
love
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Jodi Picoult |
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There were some feelings that just didn't have words big enough to describe them.
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romance
love
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Jodi Picoult |
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This is where I go, when I go: It's a room with no windows and no doors, and walls that are thin enough for me to see and hear everything but too thick to break through. I'm there, but I'm not there. I am pounding to be let out, but nobody can hear me. This is where I go, when I go: To a country where everyone's face looks different from mine, and the language is the act of not speaking, and noise is everywhere in the air we breathe. I am..
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autism
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Jodi Picoult |
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I used to pretend that I was just passing through this family on my way to my real one.
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Jodi Picoult |
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I've always thought elephants walk as if they have music being piped into their heads that no one else can hear. And from the roll of their hips and their swagger, I'm going to guess that the artist is Barry White.
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Jodi Picoult |
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is it like this every night, while we're asleep?
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Jodi Picoult |
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Frankly, people don't make sense to me.
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Jodi Picoult |
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the image of those widmestern storms that rip up the world as you know it, and leave, like a sacrifice, a rainbow to make you forget what has come before.
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rainbow
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Jodi Picoult |
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I loved Alex so much that it was easier to let him hurt me than to watch him hurt himself.
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Jodi Picoult |
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My high school guidance counselor, Mrs. Inverholl, once had me take an aptitude test to figure out my future. The number one job recommendation for my set of skills was an air traffic accident investigator, of which there are fewer than fifty in the world. The number two job was a museum curator for Chinese-American studies. The number three job was a circus clown.
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jobs
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Jodi Picoult |
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You can't pay a landlord in dogma.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Water never stops moving. Rain falls, and runs down a mountain into a river. The river finds its way to the ocean. It evaporates, like a soul, into the clouds. And then, like everything else, it starts all over again.
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Jodi Picoult |
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How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.
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left-off
pick
young
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Jodi Picoult |
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The truth is, I don't want to be disappointed again. Not by someone else's shortcomings, and especially not by my own.
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Jodi Picoult |
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You're a fixer, Grant mused. You're also a colossal pain in the ass. The thing is, it's the pains in the ass that change the world.
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Jodi Picoult |
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it's quite difficult to know who owns a story. Is it the writer, who crafted it? The characters, who carry the plot forward? Or you, the reader, who breathes life into them? Or perhaps none of the three can exist without the other. Perhaps without this magical combination, a story would be nothing more than words on a page.
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Jodi Picoult |
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When you do not understand the language being spoken, you have too options. You can struggle against the isolation, or you can give yourself up to it.
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Jodi Picoult |
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You know, Michael, I used to sit around looking for a way to make sense of what happened, like there was some kind of answer I could find if I just looked hard enough. Then one day I realized that if there had been one, Dave would still be here. And I wondered if this...this feeling that I couldn't figure it all out...was what Dave had been feeling, too.
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Jodi Picoult |
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5d2b4d1
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Only the liar knows that he's lying.
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jodi-picoult
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Jodi Picoult |
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Where there is support, there is no grief.
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Jodi Picoult |
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She suddenly remembered studying the brain in science class- how a steel rod pierced a man's skull, and he opened his mouth to speak Portuguese, a language he'd never studied. Maybe it would be like this, now, for Josie. Maybe her native tongue, from here on in, would be a string of lies.
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lies
remembered
string
native-tongue
mouth
speak
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Jodi Picoult |
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3ab2377
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The question is not whether we will be extremists, but what kind of extremists we will be. Will we be extremists for hate or for love? --REVEREND DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.
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Jodi Picoult |
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How do you do it?" "Do what?" "All of it. You know. Go to class and practice. Make it through the day. Act like ... like none if it mattered." Jason swore beneath his breath and pulled the car over. Then he reached across the seat and brushed his thumb over her cheek; until then, she hadn't been aware she was crying. "Trix," he sighed, "it mattered."
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moving-on
love
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Jodi Picoult |
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She belonged to me. She was all the things I wasn't. And I was all the things she wasn't. Her hand, it fit mine.
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Jodi Picoult |
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You can tell yourself that you would be willing to lose everything you have in order to get something you want. But it's a catch-22: all of those things that you're willing to lose are what make you recognizable. Lose them, and you've lost yourself.
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lies
sacrifice
identity
lose
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Jodi Picoult |
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True, I'd never met him. And true, he was a fictional character. But he also was what people needed him to be: a dashing hero, and articulate peacemaker, a cunning excape artist.
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Jodi Picoult |
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On one side of the seesaw is my education. My nursing certification. My twenty years of service at the hospital. My neat little home. My spotless RAV4. My National Honor Society-inductee son. All of these building blocks of my existence, and yet the only quality straddling the other side is so hulking and dense that it tips the balance every time: my brown skin.
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Jodi Picoult |
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64a0549
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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.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Violence, from one angle, looked like mercy from another.
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Jodi Picoult |
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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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love
hurt
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Jodi Picoult |
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When it comes to social justice, the role of the white ally is not to be a savior or a fixer. Instead, the role of the ally is to find other white people and talk to make them see that many of the benefits they've enjoyed in life are direct results of the fact that someone else did not have the same benefits. I
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Jodi Picoult |
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If we are meant to only have children who never encounter difficulty in life, then no one should be born.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Can't you hear it?" you said. "When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth."
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name
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Jodi Picoult |
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In the real world, you can't just turn a page and feel better.
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Jodi Picoult |
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You can believe, for example, that a dead-end job is a career. You can blame your ugliness for keeping people at bay, when in reality you're crippled by the thought of letting another person close enough to potentially scar you even more deeply. You can tell yourself that it's safer to love someone who will never really love you back, because you can't lose someone you never had.
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love
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Jodi Picoult |
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And he wonders if maybe Nina is right; if a superhero is nothing but an ordinary person who believes that she cannot fail.
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Jodi Picoult |
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No matter how educated you are, no matter how irrational it seems, you will follow a glimmer of hope. The National Socialist German Workers Party, it was that ray of light. Nothing else was working to fix Germany
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Jodi Picoult |
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Chase every rung of possibility, and you still get absolutely nowhere.
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Jodi Picoult |
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There was a look in their eyes, sometimes . . . They weren't dreading the trigger being pulled, even if the gun was already pointed at them. It was as if they ran toward it. I could not fathom this, at first. 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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How incredibly easy it is to hide behind white skin, I think, looking at these probable supremacists. The benefit of the doubt is in your favor. You're not suspicious. The few black faces in the room stand out in harsh counterpoint.
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Jodi Picoult |
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Like Connor, Alex protected me -and he was the only person I let close enough to do it. Like Connor, Alex could finish my sentences before I did. But unlike Connor, for whom I had ultimately come too late, I was just in time to take care of Alex.
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Jodi Picoult |
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She believed that unadulterated devotion had its share of protective power, as if love were a steel grinder that Fates could not snip through. She also believed that the moment you relaxed your guard, the moment you were anything less than ferocious in your keeping, that was the moment it could all be snatched away.
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Jodi Picoult |