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 cannot dwell on their lofty heights all your life, if you are in… — Maria Franziska von Trapp Copy Share Image
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
