I was slowly taking on the dimensions of a chest of drawers. — Maria Franziska von Trapp Copy Share Image
The grief of a child is always terrible. It is bottomless, without hope. A child has no past and no future. It just lives… — Maria Franziska von Trapp Copy Share Image
Christianity nowadays is like a big household where many cousins live under the same roof. They all belong to the same clan, but at… — Maria Franziska von Trapp Copy Share Image
When you are a child of the mountains yourself, you really belong to them. You need them. They become the faithful guardians of your… — Maria Franziska von Trapp Copy Share Image
jukeboxes, radio and television, going from dawn to dusk, help spread the poison of synthetic, artificial, rhythmical noise. — Maria Franziska von Trapp Copy Share Image
A refugee is not just someone lacking in money and everything else. A refugee is vulnerable to the slightest touch: he has lost his… — Maria Franziska von Trapp Copy Share Image
