That is the inescapable math of tragedy and the multiplication of grief. Too many good people die a little when they lose someone they love. One death begets two or twenty or one hundred. It's the same all over the… — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
“That's the inescapable math of tragedy and the multiplication of grief” — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
How many boys like him were out there in the ether, holding on to their big brothers and sisters who were still alive? How… — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
“When that day come, we'll be waiting. Waiting for Charlie St. Cloud to come home to us. Until then we offer these parting words...… — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
“There's death and life, you see. We all shine on. A leaf, a star, a song, a laugh. Notice the little things, because somebody… — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
“That's the death and life, you see. We all shine on. You just have to release your heart, alert you senses, and pay attention” — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
“These were her rituals, the rutines that made her feel alive and connected. Without them, where would she be? Lost” — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
There's a reason for everything, you said, and though it's a mystery to me now, I know it won't always be so. — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
“Trust your heart if the sea catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backwards. -I feel like, Charlie the main character can… — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
“And just as he done for thriteen years, he forced his mind to ignore the hurt” — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
“For the first time in forever, he'll wake up to a new beagle's bark every motning, with a feeling that the world is all… — Ben Sherwood Copy Share Image
