Where There Is Hope...there Is Life

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.

I Can Shake Off Everything As I Write; My Sorrows Disappear, My Courage Is Reborn.

Our Many Jewish Friends And Acquaintances Are Being Taken Away In Droves. The Gestapo Is Treating Them Very Roughly And Transporting Them In Cattle Cars To Westerbork, The Big Camp In Drenthe To Which They're Sending All The Jews....if It's That Bad In Holland, What Must It Be Like In Those Faraway And Uncivilized Places Where The Germans Are Sending Them? We Assume That Most Of Them Are Being Murdered. The English Radio Says They're Being Gassed.

Writing In A Diary Is A Really Strange Experience For Someone Like Me. Not Only Because I’ve Never Written Anything Before, But Also Because It Seems To Me That Later On Neither I Nor Anyone Else Will Be Interested In The Musings Of A Thirteen-year Old School Girl. Oh Well, It Doesn’t Matter. I Feel Like Writing.

Look At How A Single Candle Can Both Defy And Define The Darkness.