Who Knows, Perhaps He Doesn't Care About

Paper Is More Patient Than Man.

I Wish To Go On Living Even After My Death.

The Annex Is An Ideal Place To Hide In. It May Be Damp And Lopsided, But There's Probably Not A More Comfortable Hiding Place In All Of Amsterdam. No, In All Of Holland.

If I'm Engrossed In A Book, I Have To Rearrange My Thoughts Before I Can Mingle With Other People, Because Otherwise They Might Think I Was Strange.

How Wonderful It Is That We Can Start Doing Good At This Very Moment.