Anne Frank Quotes About Joy
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I hid myself within myself ... and quietly wrote down all my joys, sorrows and contempt in my diary.
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Love, what is love? I don't think you can really put it into words. Love is understanding someone, caring for him, sharing his joys and sorrows. This eventually includes physical love. You've shared something, given something away and received something in return, whether or not you're married, whether or not you have a baby. Losing your virtue doesn't matter, as long as you know that for as long as you live you'll have someone at your side who understands you, and who doesn't have to be shared with anyone else!
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I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.
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Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.
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