Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Blue Like Jazz

"When I was in love I hardly thought of myself; I thought of her and how beautiful she looked and whether or not she was cold and how I could make her laugh. It was wonderful because I forgot my own problems. I owned her problems instead, and her problems seemed romantic and beautiful."

Blue Like Jazz, p. 151
By Donald Miller
Published 2003

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