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I’m left with one consolation, small though it may be: my fountain pen was cremated, just as I would like to be someday!

I don’t have much in the way of money or worldly possessions, I’m not beautiful, intelligent or clever, but I’m happy, and I intend to stay that way! I was born happy, I love people, I have a trusting nature, and I’d like everyone else to be happy too.

The best remedy for those who are frightened, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere they can be alone, alone with the sky, nature and God. For then and only then can you feel that everything is as it should be and that God wants people to be happy amid nature’s beauty and simplicity.

Where there's hope, there's life.

I'm not a baby or a spoiled darling any more, to be laughed at, whatever she does. I have my own views, plans, and ideas, though I can't put them into words yet. Oh, so many things bubble up inside me as I lie in bed, having to put up with people I'm fed up with, who always misinterpret my intentions.

My longing to talk to someone became so intense that somehow or other I took it into my head to choose Peter.

Yesterday was my unlucky day. I pricked my right thumb with the blunt end of a big needle.

No one must know that my heart and mind are constantly at war with each other.

That’s all I was: a terrible flirt, coquettish and amusing. I had a few plus points, which kept me in everybody’s good graces: I was hardworking, honest and generous. I would never have refused anyone who wanted to peek at my answers, I was magnanimous with my candy, and I wasn’t stuck-up. Would all that admiration eventually have made me overconfident?

Be brave! Let’s remember our duty and perform it without complaint. There will be a way out. God has never deserted our people. Through the ages Jews have had to suffer, but through the ages they’ve gone on living, and the centuries of suffering have only made them stronger. The weak shall fall and the strong shall survive and not be defeated!

That’s all right with me, I like changes.

I want to take a fresh look at things and form my own opinion, not just ape my parents, as in the proverb The apple never falls far from the tree.

A type like Peter finds it difficult to stand on his own feet, but it's even harder to stand on your own feet as a conscious, living being. Because if you do, than it's twice as difficult to steer a right path through the sea of problems and still remain constant through it all.

In the future I’m going to devote less time to sentimentality and more time to reality.

Don’t condemn me; remember rather, that sometimes I too can reach the bursting point.

This week I’ve been reading a lot and doing little work. That’s the way things ought to be. That’s surely the road to success.

I want to go on living even after my death!

Dear Kitty, Nothing special going on here.

I’m very calm and take no notice of all the fuss. I’ve reached the point where I hardly care whether I live or die. The world will keep on turning without me, and I can’t do anything to change events anyway. I’ll just let matters take their course and concentrate on studying and hope that everything will be all right in the end.

I see the world gradually being turned into a wilderness, I hear the ever approaching thunder which will destroy us too, I can fee the sufferings of millions, and yet, if I look up into the heavens, I think that it will all come right, that this cruelty too will end, and that people and tranquility will return again.

And what would be the point of turning the Secret Annex into a Melancholy Annex?

Nature is just the one thing that really must be unadulterated.

This morning I was wondering whether you ever felt like a cow, having to chew my stale news over and over again until you're so fed up with the monotonous fare that you yawn and secretly wish Anne would dig up something new.

This is where Mother and I differ greatly. Her advice in the face of melancholy is: 'Think about all the suffering in the world and be thankful you're not part of it.' My advice is: 'Go outside and try to recapture the happiness within yourself; think of all the beauty in yourself and in everything around you and be happy.

I get frightened myself when I think of close friends who are now at the mercy of the cruelest monsters ever to stalk the earth. And all because they’re Jews.

I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart.

I wonder if it’s because I haven’t been able to poke my nose outdoors for so long that I’ve grown so crazy about everything to do with Nature?

At the moment, as you've probably noticed, I'm going through a spell of being depressed. I couldn't really tell you why it is, but I believe it's just because I'm a coward, and that's what I keep bumping up against.

Only the language of civilized people may be spoken, thus no German.

Go outside and try to recapture the happiness within yourself; think of all the beauty in yourself and in everything around you and be happy.

I must uphold my ideals, for perhaps the time will come when I shall be able to carry them out.

Cheer up, keep your spirits high, things are bound to get better!

Is there anything more beautiful in the world than to sit before an open window and enjoy nature, to listen to the birds singing, feel the sun on your cheeks and have a darling boy in your arms?

It strikes fear to my heart when Peter talks of later being a criminal, or of gambling; although it’s meant as a joke, of course, it gives me the feeling that he’s afraid of his own weakness.

Riches, prestige, everything can be lost. But the happiness in your own heart can only be dimmed; it will always be there, as long as you live to make you happy again.

Our only diversions are reading, studying and listening to the wireless.

Surely the time will come when we are people again, and not just Jews.

Tossing away a piece of paper is clearly taboo.

The only way to take one’s mind off it all is to study, and I do a lot of that.

When I write I can shake off all my cares. My sorrow disappears, my spirits are revived!

You only really get to know a person after a fight. Only then can you judge their true character.

But I also looked out the open window, letting my eyes roam over a large part of Amsterdam, over the rooftops and on to the horizon, a strip of blue so pale it was almost invisible. As long as this exists, I thought, this sunshine and this cloudless sky, and as long as I can enjoy it, how can I be sad?

Riches can all be lost, but that happiness in your own heart can only be veiled, and it will still bring you happiness again, as long as you live. As long as you can look fearlessly up into the heavens, as long as you know that you are pure within and that you will still find happiness.

To be honest, I can’t imagine how anyone could say ‘I’m weak’ and then stay that way. If you know that about yourself, why not fight it, why not develop your character? Their answer has always been: ‘Because it’s much easier not to!

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! And now I know that first and foremost I shall require courage and cheerfulness!

People can tell you to shut up, but they can’t keep you from having an opinion.

I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I’ve never met. I want to go on living even after my death! And that’s why I’m so grateful to God for having given me this gift, which I can use to develop myself and to express all that’s inside me!

That is something we must never forget; although others may show heroism in the war or against the Germans, our helpers display heroism in their cheerfulness and affection.

Real slum kids with runny noses.

We, too, shall have to move on again with our little bundles, and leave this beautiful country, which offered us such warm welcome and which now turns it back on us. I love Holland, I who, having no native country, had hoped that it might become my fatherland, and I still hope it will!