Sometimes I’m so deeply buried under self-reproaches that I long for a word of comfort to help me dig myself out again.
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!
People who have a religion should be glad, for not everyone has the gift of believing in heavenly things.
Sometimes I believe that God wants to try me, both now and later on; I must become good through my own efforts, without examples and without good advice.
There’s something happening everyday, but I’m too tired and lazy to write it all down.
I soothe my conscience now with the thought that it is better for hard words to be on paper than that Mummy should carry them in her heart.
Let’s not talk about it any more, but if you still want anything please write to me about it, because I can say what I mean much better on paper.
An empty day, though clear and bright, Is just as dark as any night.
Who else but me is ever going to read these letters?
It must be awful to feel you’re not needed.
I can’t let them see my doubts, or the wounds they’ve inflicted on me.
I had an occasional flash of understanding, but then got selfishly wrapped up again in my own problems and pleasures.
In the future I’m going to devote less time to sentimentality and more time to reality.
He clings to his solitude, to his affected indifference and his grown-up ways, but it’s just an act, so as never, never to show his real feelings.
Who knows, perhaps he doesn’t care about me at all and look at the others in just the same way.
I’m sentimental – I know. I’m desperate and silly – I know that too. Oh, help me!
As long as you can look fearlessly at the sky, you’ll know that your pure within and will find happiness once more.
What I condemn are our system of values and the men who don’t acknowledge how great, difficult, but ultimately beautiful women’s share in society is.
It is becoming a bad dream – in the daytime as well as at night. I see him nearly all the time and can’t get at him, I mustn’t show anything, must remain gay while I’m really in despair.
Don’t be too assuming, it doesn’t get you anywhere.