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“Even though May came in accompanied by rain, all the fields were bright with the loveliest green imaginable. A sunbeam pierced a little gap in the dark sea of cloud, and the world laughed and glittered in the light of heaven. I stood there marveling and thought, Does God take us for fools, that he should light up the world for us with such consummate beauty in the radiance of his glory, in his honor? And nothing, on the other hand, but rapine and murder? Where does the truth lie? Should one go off and build a little house with flowers outside the windows and a garden outside the door and extol and thank God and turnone’s back on the world and its filth? Isn’t seclusion a form of treachery of desertion? I’m weak and puny, but I want to do what is right.”

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At the Heart of the White Rose: Letters and Diaries of Hans and Sophie Scholl

At the Heart of the White Rose presents a rare and intimate look into the lives and thoughts of Hans and Sophie Scholl, focusing on their resistance activities and their profound commitment to freedom and justice. The letters and diaries offer a personal perspective on the challenges and sacrifices they faced, providing a unique insight into the resistance movement and the broader historical context of Nazi Germany. more

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