“Just as I can't see a clear brook without at least stopping to dangle my feet in it, I can't see a meadow in May and simply pass by. There is nothing more seductive then such fragrant earth, the blossoms… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
I've been thinking of a story from the Old Testament: Moses stood all day and all night with outstretched arms, praying to God for… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
When I was able to get home it first hit me that you had left and I couldn't do anything about it. Every day… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
I shall cling to the rope God has thrown me in Jesus Christ, even if my numb hands can no longer feel it. — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
Who would have thought it possible that a tiny flower could preoccupy a person so completely that there simply wasn't room for any other… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
How can we expect righteousness to prevail when there is hardly anyone willing to give himself up individually to a righteous cause. Such a… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
How can we expect fate to let a righteous cause prevail when there is hardly anyone who will give himself up undividedly to a… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
Isn't it a riddle . . . and awe-inspiring, that everything is so beautiful? Despite the horror. Lately I've noticed something grand and mysterious… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
The more they lack material things, the more they indulge themselves when they can, but the less is their satisfaction with this world and… — Sophie Scholl Copy Share Image
