the conversion of Anne Frank into usable goods.

I soothe my conscience now with the thought that it is better for hard words to be on paper than that Mummy should carry them in her heart.

I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death ... I think. peace and tranquillity will return again.

If I read a book that impresses me, I have to take myself firmly by the hand, before I mix with other people; otherwise they would think my mind rather queer.

The final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.

How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.