Sorrow has its life just like people. Sorrow is born and lives and dies. And when it's dead and gone, someone's left behind to remember it. Exactly like people. — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
“But Johannes had said, "Politeness is something you owe other people, because when you show a little courtesy, everything becomes easier and better. But… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
Johannes had once said that violence and cruelty were just a stupid person's way of making himself felt, because it was easer to use… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
“For a moment David was tempted to think that perhaps there were no good people at all outside concentration camps, but then he reminded… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
The sun glistened on a drop of water as it fell from his hand to his knee. David wiped it off, but it left… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
“Angelo was a grown man, and here was one thing he was quite free to decide for himself, and yet he was ready to… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
“Before he had come to the town he had known about nothing but death: here he had learnt to live, to decide things for… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
“He'd forgotten the most important condition that made it possible for him to go on living: that he should never again grow fond of… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
“Johannes said greedy people can never be happy, and I would so much like to know what it feels like to be happy. Johannes… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
“Yes, he had made a good choice after all when he had chosen the God of the green pasture and the still waters! He… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
“God of the green pastures and the still waters, please don't help me. I want to do it by myself so that You'll know… — Anne Holm Copy Share Image
