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War within and without: diaries and letters of Anne Morrow Lindbergh, 1939-1944

Comprising diaries and letters, the book provides a glimpse into the life of Anne Morrow Lindbergh during the tumultuous years of 1939 to 1944. It captures her thoughts and emotions amidst the backdrop of World War II, offering a unique perspective on the period. more

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Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Anne Morrow Lindbergh was an accomplished American author known for her profound personal experiences and elegant literary style. Born on June 22, 1906, and passing away on February 7, 2001, she was not only Charles Lindbergh's wife but also an independent writer and thinker. Her writing career began in the 1930s, with works spanning novels, poetry, and prose. Her first book, 'We Are the Ship,' is a memoir about her life with her husband. Despite the challenges in her marriage, she remained passionate about life and writing. Her other notable works include 'Gift from the Sea' and 'The Aviator's Wife,' which delve into themes of female identity, marriage, and the deeper questions of human existence. Lindbergh's writing has been praised for its insightful observations and beautiful language. Her works have had a wide-reaching impact both in the United States and internationally, influencing subsequent writers and considered an important figure in 20th-century American literature. more

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