jukeboxes, radio and television, going from dawn to dusk, help spread the poison of synthetic, artificial, rhythmical noise.
The grief of a child is always terrible. It is bottomless, without hope. A child has no past and no future. It just lives in the present moment - who… - Maria Franziska Von Trapp
The grief of a child is always terrible. It is bottomless, without hope. A child has no past and no future. It just lives in the present moment - who…
- Maria Franziska Von Trapp
When you are a child of the mountains yourself, you really belong to them. You need them. They become the faithful guardians of your life. If you can… - Maria Franziska Von Trapp
When you are a child of the mountains yourself, you really belong to them. You need them. They become the faithful guardians of your life. If you can…
How dry eyes can get when they are not allowed to cry! - Maria Franziska Von Trapp
How dry eyes can get when they are not allowed to cry!
But if one doesn't have a character like Abraham Lincoln or Joan of Arc, a diet simply disintegrates into eating exactly what you want to eat, but wi… - Maria Franziska Von Trapp
But if one doesn't have a character like Abraham Lincoln or Joan of Arc, a diet simply disintegrates into eating exactly what you want to eat, but wi…
Christianity nowadays is like a big household where many cousins live under the same roof. They all belong to the same clan, but at times they have v… - Maria Franziska Von Trapp
Christianity nowadays is like a big household where many cousins live under the same roof. They all belong to the same clan, but at times they have v…
jukeboxes, radio and television, going from dawn to dusk, help spread the poison of synthetic, artificial, rhythmical noise. - Maria Franziska Von Trapp
A refugee is not just someone lacking in money and everything else. A refugee is vulnerable to the slightest touch: he has lost his country, his frie… - Maria Franziska Von Trapp
A refugee is not just someone lacking in money and everything else. A refugee is vulnerable to the slightest touch: he has lost his country, his frie…
I was slowly taking on the dimensions of a chest of drawers. - Maria Franziska Von Trapp
I was slowly taking on the dimensions of a chest of drawers.
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