What did Anne Frank mean by: I hid myself within myself … and quietly wrote down all my joys, sorrows and contempt in my diary. - Anne Frank Author · Germany Copy
+ When I write, I can shake off all my cares. Feraz Zeid, August 18, 2023December 29, 2023, Anne Frank, Caring, Writing, 0 - Anne Frank Author · Germany
+ No one ever was the poorer for giving Feraz Zeid, June 18, 2023December 12, 2023, Anne Frank, 0 - Anne Frank Author · Germany
+ No one has ever become poor by giving. Feraz Zeid, January 27, 2023January 10, 2024, Anne Frank, Generosity, Poor, 0 - Anne Frank Author · Germany
+ A quiet conscience makes one strong! Feraz Zeid, July 31, 2023December 12, 2023, Anne Frank, Peace, Strength, 0 - Anne Frank Author · Germany
+ And you can always, always, give kindness Feraz Zeid, June 23, 2023December 12, 2023, Anne Frank, Kindness, 0 - Anne Frank Author · Germany
+ Our lives are fashioned by our choices. First we make our choices. Then our choices make us. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Frank, Choices, Our Choices, 0 - Anne Frank Author · Germany
+ It must be awful to feel you’re not needed. Feraz Zeid, July 25, 2023December 12, 2023, Anne Frank, Awful, 0 - Anne Frank Author · Germany
+ People can tell you to keep your mouth shut, but that doesn’t stop you from having your own opinion. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Frank, Independent, 0 - Anne Frank Author · Germany
The joy of youth is to disobey; but the trouble is that there are no longer any orders. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Art made by the people for the people, as a joy to the maker and the user. - William Morris Designer · England
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
I think that is the big danger in keeping a diary: you exaggerate everything. Explain - Jean-Paul Sartre Philosopher · France
