You must work and should not be lazy if you want to be happy.
I love you, with a love so great that it simply couldn't keep growing inside my heart, but had to leap out and reveal itself in all its magnitude.
Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction. Anne F
I looked up in the sky and trusted in God.
When I write I can shake off all my cares. My sorrow disappears, my spirits are revived.
But feelings can't be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem.
Even when I was older, I couldn't stop asking questions.
If the truth is told, things are just as bad as you yourself care to make them.
Anyhow, I've learned one thing now. You only really get to know people when you've had a jolly good row with them. Then and then only can you judge their true characters!
There's in people simply an urge to destroy, an urge to kill, to murder and rage, and until all mankind, without exception, undergoes a great change, wars will be waged, everything that has been built up, cultivated, and grown will be destroyed and disfigured, after which mankind will have to begin
Who else but me is ever going to read these letters?
An empty day, though clear and bright, Is just as dark as any night.
I know what I want, I have a goal, an opinion, I have a religion and love. Let me be myself and then I am satisfied. I know that Iâ€™m a woman, a woman with inward strength and plenty of courage.
As long as you're in the food business, why not make sweets?
Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl?
Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction.
Sometimes I'm so deeply buried under self-reproaches that I long for a word of comfort to help me dig myself out again.
What I condemn are our system of values and the men who don't acknowledge how great, difficult, but ultimately beautiful women's share in society is.
The final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands. Anne Fran
I must uphold my ideals, for perhaps the time will come when I shall be able to carry them out.
No one ever was the poorer for giving
I also have a brand-new prescription for gunfire jitters: When the shooting gets loud, proceed to the nearest wooden staircase. Run up and down a few times, making sure to stumble at least once. What with the scratches and the noise of running and falling, you won't even be able to hear the shooting
It must be awful to feel you're not needed.
Why can't people live with each other in peace? Why must everything be destroyed? Why must people go hungry while surplus food elsewhere in the world rots away? Oh why must people be so crazy?
The young are not afraid of telling the truth.
I've found that there is always some beauty left -- in nature, sunshine, freedom, in yourself; these can all help you.
Live with the objective of being happy.
You can always-always-give something, even if it's a simple act of kindness! If everyone were to give in this way and didn't scrimp on kindly words, there would be much more love and justice in the world!
The weak die out and the strong will survive, and will live on forever
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.