Boys will be boys. And even that wouldn't matter if only we could prevent girls from being girls.
And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren't any other people living in the world.
Don't condemn me, remember rather that sometimes I, too, can reach the bursting point.
Even when I was older, I couldn't stop asking questions.
I... keep trying to find a way to become what I'd like to be and what I could be if... if only there were no other people in the world.
it seems to me that later on neither I nor anyone else will be interested in the musings of a thirteen-year-old schoolgirl.
I never utter my real feelings about anything. My lighter, superficial side will always be too quick for the deeper side of me, and that's why it always wins.
Don't be too assuming, it doesn't get you anywhere.
This is a photo as I would wish myself to look all the time. Then I would maybe have a chance to come to Hollywood.
No one ever was the poorer for giving
I soothe my conscience now with the thought that it is better for hard words to be on paper than that Mummy should carry them in her heart.
I want to go on living after my death!
If God lets me live, I shall attain more than Mummy ever has done, I shall not remain insignificant, I shall work in the world and for mankind!
One must apply one's reason to everything here, learning to obey, to shut up, to help, to be good, to give in, and I don't know what else. I'm afraid I shall use up all my brains too quickly, and I haven't got so very many. Then I shall not have any left for when the war is over.
Our blessed radio. It gives us eyes and ears out into the world. We listen to the German station only for good music. And we listen to the BBC for hope.
but i've slammed the door to my inner self; if he ever wants to force the lock again, he'll have to use a harder crowbar!
They mustn't know my despair, I can't let them see the wounds which they have caused, I couldn't bear their sympathy and their kind-hearted jokes, it would only make me want to scream all the more. If I talk, everyone thinks I'm showing off; when I'm silent they think I'm ridiculous; rude if I answer, sly if I get a good idea, lazy if I'm tired, selfish if I eat a mouthful more than I should, stupid, cowardly, crafty, etc. etc.
Looking back, I realize that this period of my life has irrevocably come to a close; my happy-go-lucky, carefree schooldays are gone forever. I don't even miss them. I've outgrown them. I can no longer just kid around, since my serious side is always there.
In the future I'm going to devote less time to sentimentality and more time to reality.
I want to go on living even after my death, And therefore I am grateful to God For giving this gift... Of expressing all that is in me.
Paper is more patient than man.
I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death... I think... peace and tranquillity will return again.
Don't aim for success if you want it; just do what you love and believe in, and it will come naturally. Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart.
I had an occasional flash of understanding, but then got selfishly wrapped up again in my own problems and pleasures.
I feel wicked sleeping in a warm bed, while my dearest friends have been knocked down or have fallen into a gutter somewhere out in the cold night. I get frightened when I think of close friends who have now been delivered into the hands of the cruelest brutes that walk the earth. And all because they are Jews!
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