“But surely he had told that story before. All of us, we tell our stories over and over again. Not in the same way and we don't always recognize them for what they are, the same way we don't always… — 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
