How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.
Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.
I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.
I've found that there is always some beauty left -- in nature, sunshine, freedom, in yourself; these can all help you.
No one has ever become poor by giving.
Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.
I don't think of all the misery, but of the beauty that still remains.
Because paper has more patience than people.
Look at how a single candle can both defy and define the darkness.
People can tell you to keep your mouth shut, but that doesn't stop you from having your own opinion.
Whoever is happy will make others happy.
In the long run, the sharpest weapon of all is a kind and gentle spirit.
Where there's hope, there's life. It fills us with fresh courage and makes us strong again.
In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.
I don't want to have lived in vain like most people. 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!
We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same.
A quiet conscience makes one strong!
I think a lot, but I don't say much.
Human greatness does not lie in wealth or power, but in character and goodness. People are just people, and all people have faults and shortcomings, but all of us are born with a basic goodness.
You can be lonely even when you are loved by many people, since you are still not anybody's one and only.
There's only one rule you need to remember: laugh at everything and foget everybody else! It sound egotistical, but it's actually the only cure for those suffering from self-pity.
Memories mean more to me than dresses.
As long as this exists, this sunshine and this cloudless sky, and as long as I can enjoy it, how can I be sad?
Those who have courage and faith shall never perish in misery
But feelings can't be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem.
Earning happiness means doing good and working, not speculating and being lazy. Laziness may look inviting, but only work gives you true satisfaction.
I wish to go on living even after my death.
Anyhow, I've learned one thing now. You only really get to know people when you've had a jolly good row with them. Then and then only can you judge their true characters!
The weak die out and the strong will survive, and will live on forever
The weak fall, but the strong will remain and never go under!
I know what I want, I have a goal, an opinion, I have a religion and love. Let me be myself and then I am satisfied. I know that I’m a woman, a woman with inward strength and plenty of courage.
Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don't know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!
Everyone thinks I'm showing off when I talk, ridiculous when I'm silent, insolent when I answer, cunning when I have a good idea, lazy when I'm tired, selfish when I eat one bite more than I should.
Deep down, the young are lonelier than the old.
If we bear all this suffering and if there are still Jews left, when it is over, then Jews, instead of being doomed, will be held up as an example.
I love you, with a love so great that it simply couldn't keep growing inside my heart, but had to leap out and reveal itself in all its magnitude.
Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction.
People who have a religion should be glad, for not everyone has the gift of believing in heavenly things.
Sometimes I believe that God wants to try me, both now and later on; I must become good through my own efforts, without examples and without good advice.
I want to write, but more than that, I want to bring out all kinds of things that lie buried deep in my heart.
Don't condemn me, remember rather that sometimes I, too, can reach the bursting point.
Sympathy, Love, Fortune... We all have these qualities but still tend to not use them!
I've reached the point where I hardly care whether I live or die. The world will keep on turning without me, I can't do anything to change events anyway.
Boys will be boys. And even that wouldn't matter if only we could prevent girls from being girls.
The final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.
There's something happening everyday, but I'm too tired and lazy to write it all down.
Paper is more patient than man.
Crying can bring relief, as long as you don't cry alone.
In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery and death.
I've learned one thing: you can only really get to know a person after a row. Only then can you judge their true character!
Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because regret is stronger than gratitude.
A person who's happy will make others happy; a person who has courage and faith will never die in misery
Sometimes I'm so deeply buried under self-reproaches that I long for a word of comfort to help me dig myself out again.
The reason for my starting a diary is that I have no real friend.
I do my best to please everybody, far more than they'd ever guess. I try to laugh it all off, because I don't want to let them see my trouble.
The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quite alone with the heavens, nature and God.
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 think it's odd that grown-ups quarrel so easily and so often and about such petty matters. Up to now I always thought bickering was just something children did and that they outgrew it.
I'm sentimental--I know. I'm desperate and silly--I know that too. Oh, help me!
An empty day, though clear and bright, Is just as dark as any night.
I'm currently in the middle of a depression. I couldn't really tell you what set it off, but I think it stems from my cowardice, which confronts me at every turn.
I want be a writer
If I read a book that impresses me, I have to take myself firmly in hand before I mix with other people; otherwise they would think my mind rather queer.
I get cross, then sad, and finally end up turning my heart inside out, and 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.
Leave me in peace, let me sleep one night at least without my pillow being wet with tears, my eyes burning and my head throbbing
This is a photograph of me as I wish I looked all the time. Then I might have a chance of getting in Hollywood.
The young are not afraid of telling the truth.
A person can be lonely even if he is loved by many people, because he is still not the "One and Only" to anyone.
Who else but me is ever going to read these letters?
In the future I'm going to devote less time to sentimentality and more time to reality.
Our lives are fashioned by our choices. First we make our choices. Then our choices make us.
Ordinary people simply don't know what books mean to us, shut up here. Reading, learning, and the radio are our amusements.
I am what a romantic movie is to a profound thinker - a mere diversion, a comic interlude, something that is soon forgotten.
What is done cannot be undone, but one can prevent it happening again.
It must be awful to feel you're not needed.
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.
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!
Who knows, perhaps he doesn't care about me at all and look at the others in just the same way.
Misfortunes never come singly.
Don't be too assuming, it doesn't get you anywhere.
One gets on better in life if one is not over modest.
You must work and do good, not be lazy and gamble, if you wish to earn happiness. Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction.
It is becoming a bad dream-- in the daytime as well as at night. I see him nearly all the time and can't get at him, I mustn't show anything, must remain gay while I'm really in despair.
Riches can all be lost, but that happiness in your own heart can only be veiled, and it will bring you happiness again, as long as you live.
If I'm engrossed in a book, I have to rearrange my thoughts before I can mingle with other people, because otherwise they might think I was strange.
I looked up in the sky and trusted in God.
People can so easily be tempted by slackness... and by money.
I wonder if anyone can ever succeed in making their children content.
As long as you're in the food business, why not make sweets?
He clings to his solitude, to his affected indifference and his grown-up ways, but it's just an act, so as never, never to show his real feelings.
I had to hold my head up high and put a bold face on things, but the thoughts keep coming anyways.
What's the point of the war? Why, oh why can't people live together peacefully? Why all this destruction?
Leave me alone, let me have at least one night when I don't cry myself to sleep with eyes burning and my head pounding. Let me get away, away from everything, away from this world!
Then I fall asleep with a stupid feeling of wishing to be different from what I am or from what I want to be; perhaps to behave differently from the way I want to behave or do behave.
I can't let them see my doubts, or the wounds they've inflicted on me.
Sleep makes the silence and the terrible fear go by more quickly, helps pass the time, since it's impossible to kill.
I have always been the dunce, the never-do-well of the family, I've always have to pay double for my deeds, first with the scolding and then again because of the way my feelings are hurt.