but i've slammed the door to my inner self; if he ever wants to force the lock again, he'll have to use a harder crowbar!

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

If God lets me live, I shall attain more than Mummy ever has done, I shall not remain insignificant, I shall work in the world and for mankind!

but i've slammed the door to my inner self; if he ever wants to force the lock again, he'll have to use a harder crowbar!

And you can always, always, give kindness

I want something from Daddy that he is not able to give me. ... It is only that I long for Daddy's real love: not only as his child, but for me - Anne, myself.

The weak die out and the strong will survive, and will live on forever