 Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart. |
| In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery and death. |
| 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. |
| No one has ever become poor by giving. |
| And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren't any other people living in the world. |
| The final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands. |
| The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be. |
| I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains. |
| Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl? |
| Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction. |
| Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don't know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is! |
| Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy. |
| I live in a crazy time. |
| Boys will be boys. And even that wouldn't matter if only we could prevent girls from being girls. |
| Whoever is happy will make others happy too. |
| How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world. |
| Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands. |
| We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same. |
| 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. |
