I wonder if anyone can ever succeed in making their children content.

I... keep trying to find a way to become what I'd like to be and what I could be if... if only there were no other people in 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'm sentimental--I know. I'm desperate and silly--I know that too. Oh, help me!

No one ever was the poorer for giving

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.

Memories mean more to me than dresses.