I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death. I see the world gradually being transformed into a wilderness, I hear the ever approaching thunder, which will destroy us too, I can feel the sufferings of millions and yet, if I look up into the heavens, I think that it will all come right, that this cruelty too will end, and that peace and tranquillity will return again.
— Anne Frank
Modern
Holocaust diarist
