“After May 1940, the good times were few and far between; first there was the war…” — Anne Frank

When I write, I can shake off all my cares.

My lighter, more superficial side will always steal a march on the deeper side and therefore always win. You can't imagine how often I've tried to push away this Anne, which is only half of what is known as Anne - to beat her down, hide her.

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

Boys will be boys. And even that wouldn't matter if only we could prevent girls from being girls.