She had never been a pretty crier. She sobbed the way she did everything else - with passion and excess.
Jodi PicoultI wonder if other mothers feel a tug at their insides, watching their children grow up into the people they themselves wanted so badly to be.
Jodi PicoultWe'd sit with a big bowl of popcorn, wrapped together in a queen-size blanket, and would escape to a place where magic was ours for the taking, where men rescued the people they loved instead of abandoning them. A place where, no matter how bad things looked at that moment, there would always be a happy ending.
Jodi Picoult