The moral of the story is this: sometimes, to do nothing, to do nothing at all, is the sorriest thing ever. — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
A token of love comes in a box because love itself cannot be contained. — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“That kind of empty; when hope is no longer deferred but evaporated, and try as you might, and you do try, you can't find… — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“Semille wept not because she did something stupid; she wept because she *didn't* do something stupid. Sometimes, to do something stupid--to disobey your parents,… — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“I probably said something about being happy for him, because I was happy for him, although to be happy for someone else doesn't mean… — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“A kind of happy that, if manifested into tangibility, would've taken the shape of a daisy.” — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“The end of all things--a book, a life, a summer, a marriage, the last bite of cake, the last of innocence lost, a love… — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
I leave off mid-sentence, and then can finish it the next day with less anxiety expended than for a new thought. — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“I might like to believe that every day, every hour, every minute of every hour of every day with Henry was *not* the happiest… — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“Sometimes late and never amount to the same thing. Sometimes, it has to be now or never.” — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“Everyone does deserve a second chance, although we don't often get one, and even when we do get a second chance, we're likely to… — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
“Henry told me he is often the life of the party, as if he didn't already know that to be the life of the… — Binnie Kirshenbaum Copy Share Image
