If We Bear All This Suffering And

Outside, You Don't Hear A Single Bird, And A Deathly, Oppressive Silence Hangs Over The House And Clings To Me As If It Were Going To Drag Me Into The Deepest Regions Of The Underworld.... I Wander From Room To Room, Climb Up And Down The Stairs And Feel Like A Songbird Whose Wings Have Been Ripped Off And Who Keeps Hurling Itself Against The Bars Of Its Dark Cage.

Then, Without Realizing It, You Try To Improve Yourself At The Start Of Each New Day; Of Course, You Achieve Quite A Lot In The Course Of Time. Anyone Can Do This, It Costs Nothing And Is Certainly Very Helpful. Whoever Doesn't Know It Must Learn And Find By Experience That A Quiet Conscience Makes One Strong.

People Who Give Will Never Be Poor.

I Want Something From Daddy That He Is Not Able To Give Me. ... It Is Only That I Long For Daddy's Real Love: Not Only As His Child, But For Me - Anne, Myself.

Sometimes I'm So Deeply Buried Under Self-reproaches That I Long For A Word Of Comfort To Help Me Dig Myself Out Again.