The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.
Jodi PicoultThe weapons an author has at her disposal are flawed. There are words that feel shapeless and overused. Love, for example. I could write the word love a thousand times and it would mean a thousand different things to different readers.
Jodi PicoultFiction 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.
Jodi Picoult