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.

Anne Frank

Anne Frank

Profession: Author
Nationality: German

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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 get frightened myself when I think of close friends who are now at the mercy of the cruellest monsters ever to stalk the earth.

I was too happy for words and I believe he was as well.

Must I keep thinking about those other people, whatever I am doing? And if I want to laugh about something, should I stop myself quickly and feel ashamed that I am cheerful? Ought I then to cry the whole day long? No, that I can't do. Besides, in time this gloom will wear off.

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

What's the point of the war? Why, oh, why can't people live together peacefully? Why all this destruction?

A person of fifty-four who is still so pedantic and small-minded must be so by nature, and will never improve.

Human greatness does not lie in wealth or power, but in character and goodness.

I want to go on living even after my death!

Later on, when you are older, you won't enjoy anything., then you'll say: 'I read that in books twenty years ago.

And keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and what I could be, if... there weren't any other people living in the world.

Love, what is love? I don't think you can really put it into words. Love is understanding someone, caring for him, sharing his joys and sorrows. This eventually includes physical love. you've shared something, given something away and received something in return, whether or not you're married, whether or not you have a baby.

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.

I finally realized that I must do my schoolwork to keep from being ignorant, to get on in life, to become a journalist, because that's what I want! I know I can write.