Anne Frank

The sun is shining, the sky is a deep blue, there is a lovely breeze and I'm longing--so longing--for everything. To talk, for freedom, for friends, to be alone. And I do so long...to cry. I feel as if I'm going to burst, and I know that it would get better with crying; but I can't, I'm restless, I go from one room to the other, breathe through the crack of a closed window, feel my heart beating, as if it is saying, 'Can't you satisfy my longings at last?' I believe it is spring within me, I feel that spring is awakening, I feel it in my whole body and soul. 

(February 12, 1944)