A token of love comes in a box because love itself cannot be contained.

I leave off mid-sentence, and then can finish it the next day with less anxiety expended than for a new thought.

A token of love comes in a box because love itself cannot be contained.

Jerusalem Maiden is a page-turning and thought-provoking novel. Extraordinary sensory detail vividly conjures another time and place; heroine Esther Kaminsky’s poignant struggle transcends time and place. The ultimate revelation here: for many women, if not most, 2011 is no different than 1911, but triumph is nonetheless possible.

The moral of the story is this: sometimes, to do nothing, to do nothing at all, is the sorriest thing ever.