People Who Give Will Never

I Feel The Suffering Of Millions. And Yet, When I Look Up At The Sky, I Somehow Feel That Every-thing Will Change For The Better, That This Cruelty Too Shall End, That Peace And Tranquility Will Return Once More.

The Annex Is An Ideal Place To Hide In. It May Be Damp And Lopsided, But There's Probably Not A More Comfortable Hiding Place In All Of Amsterdam. No, In All Of Holland.

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

An Empty Day, Though Clear And Bright, Is Just As Dark As Any Night.

Paper Is More Patient Than Man.