Anne Frank
Anne Frank
Annelies Marie Frankwas a German-born diarist and writer. She is one of the most discussed Jewish victims of the Holocaust. Her diary, The Diary of a Young Girl, which documents her life in hiding during the German occupation of the Netherlands in World War II, is one of the world's most widely known books and has been the basis for several plays and films...
NationalityGerman
ProfessionNon-Fiction Author
Date of Birth12 June 1929
CityFrankfurt, Germany
CountryGermany
Let's not talk about it any more, but if you still want anything please write to me about it, because I can say what I mean much better on paper.
What's done can't be undone, but at least you can keep it from happening again.
What one Christian does is his own responsibility, what one Jew does is thrown back at all Jews.
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.
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!
We lit the stove a few days ago and the entire room is filled with smoke. I prefer central heating, and I'm probably not the only one.
I simply can't imagine the world will ever be normal again for us. I do talk about "after the war," but it's as if I'm talking about a castle in the air, something that can never come true.
We've all been a little confused this past week, because our dearly beloved Westertoren bells have been carted off to be melted down for the war, so we have no idea of the exact time, either night or day.
Another fact that doesn't exactly brighten up our days is that Mr. Van Maaren, the man who works in the warehouse, is getting suspicious about the Annex.
If the truth is told, things are just as bad as you yourself care to make them.
Who knows, perhaps he doesn't care about me at all and look at the others in just the same way.
Thinking about the suffering of those you hold dear can reduce you to tears; in fact, you could spend the whole day crying.
It must be awful to feel you're not needed.
I can't let them see my doubts, or the wounds they've inflicted on me.