It's really a wonder that I haven't dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart.

I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death... I think... peace and tranquillity will return again.

I must uphold my ideals, for perhaps the time will come when I shall be able to carry them out.

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.

How true Daddy's words were when he said: all children must look after their own upbringing. 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.

No one has ever become poor by giving.

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.

We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same.

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.

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.

The final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.

I live in a crazy time.

I keep my ideals, because in spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart.

Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart.

How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.

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 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.

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.

It's really a wonder that I haven't dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart.

Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction.

I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.

Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.

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!

Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl?

Although I'm only fourteen, I know quite well what I want. I know who is right and who is wrong. I have my opinions, my own ideas and principles, and although it may sound pretty mad from an adolescent, I feel more of a person than a child. I feel quite independent of anyone.

Human greatness does not lie in wealth or power, but in character and goodness. People are just people, and all people have faults and shortcomings, but all of us are born with a basic goodness.

I don't want to have lived in vain like most people. I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I've never met. I want to go on living even after my death!

I have often been downcast but never in despair; I regard our hiding as a dangerous adventure, romantic and interesting at the same time. In my diary, I treat all the privations as amusing.

I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness; I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too. I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too shall end, that peace and tranquility will return once more.

I'm afraid that people who know me as I usually am will discover I have another side, a better and finer side. I'm afraid they'll mock me, think I'm ridiculous and sentimental and not take me seriously. I'm used to not being taken seriously, but only the 'light-hearted' Anne is used to it and can put up with it; the 'deeper' Anne is too weak.

If I haven't any talent for writing books or newspaper articles, well, then I can always write for myself.

In the long run, the sharpest weapon of all is a kind and gentle spirit.

Whoever doesn't know it must learn and find by experience that 'a quiet conscience makes one strong!'

Those who have courage and faith shall never perish in misery.

I don’t think of all the misery, but of the beauty that still remains.

Even if people are still very young, they shouldn't be prevented from saying what they think.

But feelings can't be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem.

There's only one rule you need to remember: laugh at everything and forget everybody else. It sound egotistical, but it's actually the only cure for those suffering from self-pity

Everyone has inside of her 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.

How lovely to think that no one need wait a moment, we can start now, start slowly changing the world!

We all live with the objective of being happy our lives are all different and yet the same.

Think of all the beauty thats still left in and around you and be happy.

The weak fall but the strong will remain and never go under

Boys will be boys. And even that wouldnt matter if only we could prevent girls from being girls.

Make the most of your carefree young life as you can.

I dont think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.

Our lives are fashioned by our choices. First we make our choices. Then our choices make us.

A quiet conscience makes one strong