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“None of us–teacher or taught–realised how an imagined romantic life can sustain you as a possibility, a hope, and remain just that. Like parallel train tracks, it runs alongside, but will never meet, the life you are living.”

Quote by Anna Funder

Book:All That I Am
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All That I Am

This book is a historical fiction narrative that follows the life of a German woman, highlighting her journey through various historical events of the 20th century, including the rise of the Nazi regime, World War II, and the post-war era. The story delves into themes of resilience, survival, and the impact of war on individuals and families. more

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Anna Funder
Anna Funder

Anna Funder is an Australian author known for her historical novels and non-fiction works. Born in 1966, she graduated from the University of Sydney and later lived and worked in the United States and the United Kingdom. Funder's works often focus on political and social issues, with her first novel, 'Stasiland,' set against the backdrop of East Germany's pre-history, receiving widespread acclaim. more

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