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Let me guess," Seven said last night. "The first was a rebound. The second was married." How'd you know?" He laughed. "Because you're a cliche."
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relationships
rebound
julia-romano
seven
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Jodi Picoult |
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11bf7e4
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As it turns out, public defenders are less Superman and more Sisyphus, and there's no small number of lawyers who wind up crushed under the weight of the infinite caseloads and the crappy hours and the shitty pay.
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Jodi Picoult |
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It was the sort of place where you could hear the tumblers of your mind falling into place as you pieced thought together, as you tried to match it to action.
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Jodi Picoult |
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f4b0eae
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Doubt is like dye. Once it spreads into the fabric of excuses you've woven, you'll never get rid of the stain.
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Jodi Picoult |
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1f14cd1
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when you don't know where your headed you find places no one else would ever think to explore
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Jodi Picoult |
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2fda044
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Because when you get right down to it, the only person you should trust is the one you'd lay down your life for.
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Jodi Picoult |
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a27f6a2
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She had given me my first crayons and coloring book, and had held me when I messed up, assuring me that the lines were for people with no imagination
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Jodi Picoult |
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cee2fd2
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But I love you," Trixie said. There was no easy switch that she could flip to stem the flow of feelings, no way to drain the memories that pooled like acid in her stomach because her heart no longer knew what to do with them. She couldn't blame Jason; she didn't like herself like this, either. But she couldn't go back to being the girl she'd been before she met him; that girl was gone. So where did that leave her?"
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Jodi Picoult |
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She didn't like herself like this, either. But she couldn't go back to being the girl she'd been before she met him; that girl was gone. So where did that leave her?
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Jodi Picoult |
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3b363b0
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I had become a bridge between the natural world and the human one. I fit into both places and belonged to neither. Half of my heart lived with the wild wolves, the other half lived with my family. In case you cannot do the math: no one can survive with half a heart.
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Jodi Picoult |
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d3303c6
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Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy
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Jodi Picoult |
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0e91f43
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He shrugged. 'I think grief is like a really ugly couch. It never goes away. You can decorate around it; you can slap a doily on top of it; you can push it to the corner of the room--but eventually, you learn to live with it.' Somehow, I thought, elephants had taken it a step further. They didn't grimace every time they entered the room and saw that couch. They said, 'remember how many good memories we had here?' And they sat, for just a li..
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Jodi Picoult |
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07fc9ba
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I've come to see that ignorance is a privilege, too.
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Jodi Picoult |
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009b417
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Science never failed to humble him, just as much as his faith, and he unequivocally believed that the two could exist side by side.
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Jodi Picoult |
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2c03613
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The first time I read Gone with the Wind and Rhett walked out on Scarlett, I was fifteen and thought all that unrequited love was wildly romantic. The second time I read it, last summer, I thought she was silly and he was a selfish pig.
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Jodi Picoult |
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27f7491
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In the wild, a mother elephant and her daughter will stay together until one or the other dies.
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Jodi Picoult |
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d29ffb4
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It is a strange thing, being suddenly motherless. It's like losing a rudder that was keeping me on course, one that I never paid much mind to before now. Who will teach me how to parent, how to deal with the unkindness of strangers, how to be humble? You already did, I realize.
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Jodi Picoult |
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4f08d8d
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I told Seven the Bartender that true love is felonious. "Not if they're over eighteen," he said, shutting the till of the cash register. By then the bar itself had become an appendage, a second torso holding up my first. "You take someone's breath away," I stressed. "You rob them of the ability to utter a single word." I tipped the neck of the empty liquor bottle toward him. "You steal a heart." He wiped up in front of me with a dishrag. "A..
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true-love
love
julia-romano
seven-the-bartender
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Jodi Picoult |
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3e6c806
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No matter how many times you let someone go, it never got any easier.
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Jodi Picoult |
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53748ee
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whatever does happen the way it's supposed to? You don't plan life, you just do it.
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Jodi Picoult |
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FREEDOM IS THE FRAGILE NECK of a daffodil, after the longest of winters. It's the sound of your voice, without anyone drowning you out. It's having the grace to say yes, and more important, the right to say no. At the heart of freedom, hope beats: a pulse of possibility.
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Jodi Picoult |
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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 haphazard as our lives seems--maybe that's exactly what the author had in mind.
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metaphor
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Jodi Picoult |
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1e49fb4
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Vonita, God rest her soul, used to say that if men were the ones to get pregnant, abortion would probably be a sacrament. The Super Bowl halftime show would celebrate it. Men who had terminated pregnancies would be asked to stand and be applauded at church for the courage to make that decision. Viagra would be sold with a coupon for three free abortions.
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Jodi Picoult |
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f2d1c52
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What is ethical to a lawyer differs from what's ethical to the rest of the world.
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Jodi Picoult |
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2b274d2
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How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world. --Anne Frank, Diary of a Young Girl
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Jodi Picoult |
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8534ddf
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It is amazing, what you can make yourself believe, when you have to. If you keep telling yourself you are a certain kind of person, eventually you will become that person. That's what the Final Solution was all about, really.
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Jodi Picoult |
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8c5883e
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The Center had suffered scars from the cuts of politicians and the barbs of protesters. It had licked its wounds and healed. At one point it had been called the Center for Women and Reproductive Health. But there were those who believed if you do not name a thing, it ceases to exist, and so its title was amputated, like a war injury. But still, it survived. First it became the Center for Women. And then, just: the Center.
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Jodi Picoult |
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1251c2e
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Louie's final thought before he passed out was that this was indeed some crazy world, where the waiting period to get an abortion was longer than the waiting period to get a gun.
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Jodi Picoult |
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b4377a7
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We are all just canvases for our scars.
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Jodi Picoult |
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eda13ae
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I think it is a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is. --Vladimir Nabokov
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Jodi Picoult |
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8f11624
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I've come to see that ignorance is a privilege too.
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Jodi Picoult |
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26566a1
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Most things break, including hearts. The lessons of life amount not to wisdom, but to scar tissue and callus. --WALLACE STEGNER, THE SPECTATOR BIRD
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Jodi Picoult |
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b326c74
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Do you ever wonder how we all got here? On Earth, I mean. Forget the song and dance about Adam and Eve, which I know is a load of crap. My father likes the myth of the Pawnee Indians, who say that the star deities populated the world: Evening Star and Morning Star hooked up and gave birth to the first female. The first boy came from the Sun and the Moon. Humans rode in on the back of a tornado. Mr. Hume, my science teacher, taught us about ..
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anna-fitzgerald
choanoflagellates
pawnee-myth
mistakes
genesis
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Jodi Picoult |
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f39e4e8
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She wanted to get at the hate of them all, to pry at it and work at it until she found a little chink, and then pull out a pebble or a stone or a brick and then a part of the wall, and, once started, the whole edifice might roar down and be done away with. --RAY BRADBURY, THE ILLUSTRATED MAN
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