Quotes About Hope

Tonight the guns have been banging away so much that I've already had to gather up my belongings four times. Today I packed a suitcase with the stuff I'd need in case we had to flee, but as Mother correctly noted, 'Where would you go?

He talked about the jews. He would've found it much easier if he'd been a christian and if he could be one after the war. I asked if he wanted to be baptized, but that wasn't the case either. Who was to know whether he was a jew when the war was over? he said.

Thursday, 5 August, 1943

It has reminded us that we are Jews, and that we must live like prisoners. We must forget our personal feelings and be brave and strong. One day this terrible war will be over. The time will come when we'll be people again and not just Jews!

Oh, when will all these difficulties be overcome? And yet it is good to overcome them, because then the end will be all the more wonderful.

Believe me, if you've been shut up for a year and a half, it can get to be too much for you sometimes. But feelings can't be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem.

The author of this book ciritcizes the youth of today from top to toe, without, however, condemning the whole of the young brigade as incapable of anything good.

Then the time would come once more when I no longer listened for the steps on the stairs and felt lonely and cried into my pillow every night.

Expectation and hope generate tension, as does fear.

December 24th, 1943 ...I long to have a really good time for once and to laugh so hard it hurts...Actually, I shouldn't even be writing this, since it makes me seem so ungrateful, but I can't keep everything to myself, so I'll repeat what I said at the beginning: Paper is more patient than people.

I've been drifting around at sea, have spent days searching for an effective antidote-1 to that terrible word easy. How can I make it clear to him that, while it may seem easy and wonderful, it will drag him down to the depths, to a place where he'll no longer find friends, support or beauty, so far down that he may never rise to the surface again?

It's utterly impossible for me to build my life on a foundation of chaos, suffering and death. 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.

We three have been raised in good families, we have the opportunity to get an education and make something of ourselves. We have many reasons to hope for great happiness, but... we have to earn it. And that's something you can't achieve by taking the easy way out. Earning happiness means doing good and working, not speculating and being lazy. Laziness may look inviting, but only work gives you true satisfaction.

There is nothing we can do but wait as calmly as we can till the misery comes to an end.

Qué hay que hacer cuando uno se encuentra en la desgracia? ¡Salir de ella! Si no es así, uno está perdido. En cambio, juzgo que volviéndose hacia lo que es bello -la naturaleza, el sol, la libertad, lo hermoso que hay en nosotros-, nos sentimos enriquecidos.

Himmelhoch jauchzend und zum Tode betrubt: On top of the world, or in the depths of despair.

Freitag, 20. November 1942 Bei allem, was ich tue, muss ich an die anderen denken, die weg sind. Und wenn ich wegen etwas lachen muss, höre ich erschrocken wieder auf und denke mir, dass es eine Schande ist, so fröhlich zu sein. Aber muss ich denn den ganzen Tag weinen? Nein, das kann ich nicht und sie wird wohl auch wieder vorbeigehen, diese Niedergeschlagenheit.

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

Go outside... amidst the simple beauty of nature... and know that as long as places like this exist, there will be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be.

Ich sehe, wie die Welt allmählich in eine Wildnis verwandelt wird. Ich höre den nahenden Donner, der auch uns vernichten wird, ich kann das Leiden von Millionen spüren und dennoch glaube ich, wenn ich zum Himmel blicke, dass alles in Ordnung gehen und auch diese Grausamkeit ein Ende finden wird und dass Ruhe und Frieden wieder einkehren werden.

Mit Schreiben werde ich alles los. Mein Kummer verschwindet, mein Mut lebt wieder auf.

Não quero que minha vida tenha passado em vão, como a da maioria das pessoas. Quero ser útil ou trazer alegria a todas as pessoas, mesmo àquelas que jamais conheci. Quero continuar vivendo depois da morte!

Meine Wurde, meine Hoffnung, meine Liebe, mein Mut, das alles halt mich aufrecht und macht mich gut!

Ich hingegen finde, dass noch bei jedem Kummer etwas Schones ubrigbleibt. Wenn man das betrachtet, entdeckt man immer mehr Freude, un man wird wieder ausgeglichen. Und wer glucklich ist, wird auch andere glucklich machen. Wer Mut und Vertrauen hat, wird im Ungluck nicht untergehen!