IT’S BEGINNING TO LOOK
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If we are not willing to wake up in the morning and die to ourselves, perhaps we should ask ourselves whether or not we are really following Jesus.
Don Miller, Blue Like Jazz
Part of me is made of glass, and also, I love you.
Nicole Krauss, History of Love
My mother did not choose a leaf or a head. She chose my father. And to hold on to a certain feeling, she sacrificed the world.
Nicole Krauss, History of Love