Cheer up, keep your spirits high, thin.. Anne Frank

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

Anne Frank

Profession: Author
Nationality: German

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But I won't bore you any longer on the subject of old men. It won't make things any better and all my plans of revenge (such as disconnecting the lamp, shutting the door, hiding his clothes) must be abandoned in order to keep the peace. Oh, I'm becoming so sensible! ...

But feelings can't be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem.

It's easier to whisper your feelings than to trumpet them forth out loud.

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!

I condemn myself in so many ways that I'm beginning to realize the truth of Father's adage: Every child has to raise itself. Parents can only advise their children or point them in the right direction. Ultimately, people shape their own characters.

After all, he's not my boyfriend! For that matter, he wouldn't be able to tell a healthy sound from an unhealthy one. He'd have to have his ears cleaned first, since he's becoming alarmingly hard of hearing. But enough about my illness. I'm fit as a fiddle again. I've grown almost half an.

Fine specimens of humanity, those Germans, and to think I'm actually one of them! No, that's not true, Hitler took away our nationality long ago.

Those who have courage and faith shall never perish in misery.

Peter needs tenderness. For the first time in his life he's discovered a girl; for the first time he's seen that even the biggest pests also have an inner self and a heart, and are transformed as soon as they're alone with you.

So much has happened it's as if the whole world had suddenly turned upside down.

What a wonderful thought it is that some of the best days of our lives haven't happened yet.

Ordinary people don't know how much books can mean to someone who's cooped up.

New problems: Mrs. Van Daan is desperate, talks about a bullet through her head, prison, hanging, and suicide. She's jealous that Peter confides in me and not her.

This morning I lay in the bathtub thinking how wonderful it would be if I had a dog like Rin Tin Tin. I'd call him Rin Tin Tin too, and I'd take him to school with me, where he could stay in the janitor's room or by the bicycle racks when the weather was good.

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