Anyhow, I've learned one thing now. You only really get to know people when you've had a jolly good row with them. Then and then only can you judge their true characters!

I believe in the sun, even when it rains.

One must apply one's reason to everything here, learning to obey, to shut up, to help, to be good, to give in, and I don't know what else. I'm afraid I shall use up all my brains too quickly, and I haven't got so very many. Then I shall not have any left for when the war is over.

What a wonderful thought it is that some of the best days of our lives haven't even happened yet.

Thinking about the suffering of those you hold dear can reduce you to tears; in fact, you could spend the whole day crying.

Just imagine how interesting it would be if I were to publish a romance of the "Secret Annexe." The title alone would be enough to make people think it was a detective story.

I can't help telling you that I've begin to feel deserted.