Quotes About Uncertainty

There are long stretches of time when I don't know what I am doing, or what I have done - nothing mostly, but sometimes it would be nice to know what kind of nothing that was...

I, on the other hand, believe that books, maps, scissors, and Scotch tape dispensers are all unreliable vagrants, likely to take off for parts unknown unless strictly confined to quarters.

Jews and Christians wait, the whole world waits,and there are many who wait for death

So much has happened it's as if the whole world had suddenly turned upside down.

I live in a crazy time.

I'll spare you the rest of our conversations. I'm very calm and take no notice of all the fuss. I've reached the point where I hardly ccare whether I live or die. The world will keep on turning without me, and I can't do anything to change events anyway. I'll just let matters take their course and concentrate on studying and hope that everything will be all right in the end.

I know I'm far from being what I should; will I ever be?

I don't dare do anything anymore, 'cause I'm afraid it's not allowed.

Father has been home a lot lately. There's nothing for him to do at the office; it must be awful to feel you're not needed. Mr. Kleiman has taken over Opekta, and Mr. Kugler, Gies & Co., the company dealing in spices and spice substitutes that was set up in 1941. A few days

Not being able to go outside upsets me more than I can say, and I'm terrified our hiding place will be discovered and that we'll be shot. That, of course, is a fairly dismal prospect.

I simply can't imagine the world will ever be normal again for us. I do talk about "after the war," but it's as if I were talking about a castle in the air, something that can Ii never come true.

Er blijft ons niets anders over dan zo rustig als 't maar kan het einde van deze misère af te wachten. Zowel de joden als de christenen wachten, de hele aardbol wacht, en velen wachten op hun dood.

I'm in a state of utter confusion, don't know what to read, what to write, what to do. I only know that I'm longing for something...

Nos veo a los ocho y a la Casa de atrás, como si fuéramos un trozo de cielo azul, rodeado de nubes de lluvia negras, muy negras. La isla redonda en la que nos encontramos aún es segura, pero las nubes se van acercando, y el anillo que nos separa del peligro inminente se cierra cada vez más. Ya estamos tan rodeados de peligros y de oscuridad, que la desesperación por buscar una escapatoria nos hace tropezar unos con otros. Miramos

Además, nos quedan tres peroles para hacer conservas y una pileta para usar como depósito de agua. —También tenemos unas diez arrobas de patatas de invierno en el cuarto de las especias. Estos son los comentarios que oigo todos los días, que si habrá invasión, que si no habrá invasión. Discusiones sobre pasar hambre, morir, bombas, mangueras de incendio, sacos de dormir, carnets de judíos, gases tóxicos, etcétera

Christians alike are waiting, the whole world is waiting, and many are waiting for death.

They were pale, and didn't say a word when Cady entered the room. Had they been sitting like this every night for months? Seeing all those pale and frightened faces was awful. With each bang of an outside door, a shock went through everyone in the room, as if the door to life itself were symbolically being slammed shut.

All we can do is wait, as calmly as possible, for it to end. Jews and Christians alike are waiting, the whole world is waiting, and many are waiting for death.

Oh, it's so hard, the eternal struggle between heart and mind. There's a time and a place for both, but how can I be sure that I've chosen the right time?

Let the end come, however cruel; at least then we'll know whether we are to be the victors or the vanquished.

The strangest things happen to you when you're in hiding!

Besides that, our potatoes have contracted such strange diseases that one out of every two buckets of pommes de terre winds up in the garbage. We entertain ourselves by trying to figure out which disease they've got, and we've reached the conclusion that they suffer from cancer, smallpox and measles. Honestly, being in hiding during the fourth year of the war is no picnic. If only the whole stinking mess were over!

It gave me a wonderful feeling when I looked into his dark blue eyes and saw how bashful my unexpected visit had made him. I could read his innermost thoughts, and in his face, I saw a look of helplessness and uncertainty as to how to behave, and at the same time a flicker of awareness of his masculinity. I saw his shyness, and I melted. I wanted to say, Tell me about yourself. Look beneath my chatty exterior. But I found that it was easier to think up questions than to ask them.

There's a lot to be said about the boys, or maybe not so much after all. [entry 6/15/42]