"I had dreams where I opened my eyes and saw everything larger than life—magnified ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times."
Pragmatic and sad. The writing was nice. In a color? Greyish-blue.
This was my first Picoult, and judging from her reviews, blurbs and subject matter, I feel like I can safely assume that all her work would be thus.
I don't know. I can see myself reading one of her books if the mood strikes me...like when I'm wanting a good kick in the pants as a reminder that sometimes life hands you heartbreak and disaster, but...well, sometimes there is no but, there's just some sort of life lesson involved.
"I had to learn how to be a mother before I realized how lucky I am to be a child."