There was, really, nothing you could use as a blueprint for your life, except your past. There was no starting over. There was only picking up the pieces someone had left behind.
Jodi PicoultMy mother used to tell me that when push comes to shove, you always know who to turn to. That being a family isn't a social construct but an instinct.
Jodi PicoultThe optimist in me wants to believe sexuality will eventually become like handwriting: thereโs no right way and wrong way to do it. Weโre all just wired differently. It's also worth noting that when you meet someone, you never bother to ask if heโs right or left-handed. After all: does it really matter to anyone other than the person holding the pen?
Jodi Picoult