Words got in the way. The things we felt the hardest—like what it was like to have a boy touch you as if you were made of light, or what it meant to be the only person in the room who wasn't noticed—weren't sentences; they were knots in the wood of our bodies, places where our blood flowed backward. If you asked me, not that anyone ever did, the only words worth saying were I'm sorry.


Handle with Care: A Novel (ed. Simon and Schuster, 2009) - ISBN: 9780743296410

Jodi Picoult Quotes

Words got in the way. The things we felt the hardest—like what it was like to have a boy touch you as if you were made of light, or what it meant...

Words got in the way. The things we felt the hardest—like what it was like to have a boy touch you as if you were made of light, or what it meant...

Words got in the way. The things we felt the hardest—like what it was like to have a boy touch you as if you were made of light, or what it meant...

Words got in the way. The things we felt the hardest—like what it was like to have a boy touch you as if you were made of light, or what it meant...