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276 pages, Kindle Edition
Published February 1, 2018
"You only really get to know a person after a row. Only then can you judge their true character."
"Mums had a hard time combing her hair because the family comb has only ten teeth left."
"We were talking about the picture of a film star I'd once given him, which has been hanging in his room for at least a year and a half. He liked it so much that I offered to give him a few more.
'No,' he replied, 'I'd rather keep the one I've got. I look at it everyday, and the people in it have become my friends.'"
"As long as this exists, this sunshine and this cloudless sky, and as long as I can enjoy it, how can I be sad?"
"Oh, when will we overcome all these difficulties? And yet it's good that we have to surmount them, since it makes the end that much more beautiful."
"…, things are only as bad as you make them."
"It's hard enough standing on your own two feet, but when you also have to remain true to your character and soul, it's harder still."
"I'm left with one consolation, small though it may be; my fountain pen was cremated, just as I would like to be some day."
"I don't believe the war is simply the work of politicians and capitalists. Oh no, the common man is every bit as guilty; otherwise, people and nations would have rebelled long ago! There's a destructive urge in people, the urge to rage, murder and kill. And until all of humanity, without exception, undergoes metamorphosis, wars will continue to be waged, and everything that has been carefully built up, cultivated and grown will be cut down and destroyed, only to start all over again!"
"What I condemn are our system of values and the men who don't acknowledge how great, difficult, but ultimately beautiful women's share in society is."
"There's only one rule you need to remember: laugh at everything and forget everybody else! It sounds egotistical, but it's actually the only cure for those suffering from self-pity."
Now I’m back to the point that prompted me to keep a diary in the first place: I don’t have a friend.
Little children, such as Anne, must never, ever correct their elders, no matter how many blunders they make or how often they let their imaginations run away from them.
I’m left with one consolation, small though it may be: my fountain pen was cremated, just as I would like to be some day.
We’ve been strongly reminded of the fact that we’re Jews in chains, chained to one spot, without any rights, but with a thousand obligations.
"I want to get on; I can't imagine that I would have to lead the same sort of life as Mummy and Mrs Van Daan and all the women who do their work and are then forgotten. I must have something besides a husband and children, something that I can devote myself to! I want to go on living even after my death! And therefore I am grateful to God for giving me this gift, this possibility of developing myself and of writing, of expressing all that is in me."