The horrors of war, pale beside the loss of a mother

If some longing goes unmet, don't be astonished. We call that Life.

Everyone here says in a surprised manner that I have grown... they are so stupid and do not notice that I am standing up straighter!

Things are not as we would like them to be. There is only one way to deal with it, namely to try and be all right oneself.

We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.

I am glad that I do not have any children.

Papa always makes it clear that he would like to know me as much more rational and lucid than the girls and women he gets to know during his analytic hours.