Monthly Archives: March 2015

From “Keeping Faith”

The thing about having something hidden in your past is that you spend every minute of the future building a wall that makes the monster harder to see. You convince yourself that the wall is dirty and thick, and one day, when you wake up in the horrible thing does not immediately jump into your mind, you gave yourself the freedom to pretend that it is well and truly gone. Which only makes it that much more painful when something like this happens, and you learn that the concrete wall is really as transparent as glass, and twice as fragile.

Jodi Picoult

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From “Keeping Faith”

The worst thing about endings is knowing that just ahead is the daunting task of starting over.

Jodi Picoult

From “Keeping Faith”

Maybe this is how it works with failures of the heart. Maybe you edit your history, so that the stories you tell yourself become legend, so that the accidents never happened.  

Jodi Picoult

From “Salem Falls”

Have you ever really held the hand of someone you love? Not just in passing, a loose link between you–but truly clasped, with the pulses of your wrists beating together and your fingers mapping the knuckles and nails like a cartographer learning a country by heart?

Jodi Picoult

From “Salem Falls”

“You’re going because you don’t want to believe the truth that’s right in front of you. You don’t even know where to start looking.”
“I’ll figure it out.”
“And if you don’t find what you’re looking for?
At Roy’s question, Addie looked up. “Then all I’ve lost is time.”

It wasn’t true. And all of them knew it. But neither Roy nor Delilah, nor even Addie, wanted to admit that after a certain point, a heart with so many stress fractures would never be anything but broken. 

Jodi Picoult

from “Salem Falls”

Thanks to Addie, Jack no longer spent time reviewing his mistakes. He had put them into a box and shut the lid tight. Addie though… she sorted through the box daily, holding up each memory to the light like an heirloom, even though it made her bleed inside.

Jodi Picoult

from “Salem Falls”

If Addie was surprised to discover that she liked sex, she was absolutely stunned to realize that she was addicted to the moments afterward.

She would lie on her side, drawn into the shell of Jack’s body like a precious pearl. She could feel him the whole length of her, could taste herself on his fingers, could sense the moment his breathing evened into sleep. But most of all, while they were curled together, she knew that they were equals. No one was on top, no one was pleasing someone else, no one had the upper hand. It was just Addie, listening to Jack, who was listening to Addie.

Jodi Picoult

from “Salem Falls”

Raw love, like raw heartache, could blindside you. It could make you forget what you did not know to focus exclusively on those few pieces you could commit to heart.

Jodi Picoult

from “Salem Falls”

“The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven. And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they’re happy.”

Jodi Picoult

Grief is the pendulum swing of love.

Paula Stephens