In the future I'm going to devote less time to sentimentality and more time to reality.

You can get around to meaningful conversations more quickly in the dark than with the sun tickling your face.

Whoever doesn't know it must learn and find by experience that a quiet conscience makes one strong.

I live in a crazy time.

I long to ride a bike, dance, whistle, look at the world, feel young and know that I'm free, and yet I can't let it show. Just imagine what would happen if all eight of us were to feel sorry for ourselves or walk around with the discontent clearly visible on our faces. Where would that get us?

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.

I am what a romantic movie is to a profound thinker - a mere diversion, a comic interlude, something that is soon forgotten.