Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin, so that I can't help but do something inappropriate. Its breath is full of lies; it smells of spite.
Jodi PicoultWhen you care more if someone else lives than you do about yourself- is that what [love is]?
Jodi PicoultYou can stay up all night and still not count all the ways to lose the people you love.
Jodi PicoultIf you want to know someone's story, they have to tell it aloud. But every time, the telling is a little but different. It's new, even to me.
Jodi Picoult