What if it turns out that a life isnโt defined by who you belong to or where you came from, by what you wished for or whom youโve lost, but instead by the moments you spend getting from each of these places to the next?
Jodi PicoultAccidents did not just happen. From time to time they were carefully plotted, calculated, and arranged to oneโs advantage-all, of course, under the cloak of happenstance.
Jodi Picoultand yet, you never knew wwhat you were capable of until you arrived at that given moment. Life was just a whole string of spots where you continued to surprise yourself.
Jodi PicoultI used to believe everything my brother told me, because he was older and I figured he knew more about the world. But as it turns out, being a grown-up doesnโt mean youโre fearless. It just means you fear different things.
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?
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