Misfortunes Never Come Singly.

Despite Everything, I Believe That People Are Really Good At Heart.

Who Has Inflicted This Upon Us? Who Has Made Us Jews Different From All Other People? Who Has Allowed Us To Suffer So Terribly Uptill Now? It Is God That Has Made Us As We Are, But It Will Be God, Too, Who Will Raise Us Up Again. 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.

We All Live With The Objective Of Being Happy; Our Lives Are All Different And Yet The Same.

I Never Utter My Real Feelings About Anything. My Lighter, Superficial Side Will Always Be Too Quick For The Deeper Side Of Me, And That's Why It Always Wins.

One Must Apply One's Reason To Everything Here, Learning To Obey, To Shut Up, To Help, To Be Good, To Give In, And I Don't Know What Else. I'm Afraid I Shall Use Up All My Brains Too Quickly, And I Haven't Got So Very Many. Then I Shall Not Have Any Left For When The War Is Over.