13 Quotes by Hélène Berr

... I played a game, looking at dewdrops on blades of grass — by tilting my head I could make their color change from diamantine to emerald to vermilion.

The looming storm broke in the end. And it is the storm I will remember, the sound of the downpour splattering over the steps of the Tuileries, the dark sky and the pink lightning. I could have stayed like that for centuries.

They brought me tea and toast; the tea was undrinkable, but the kindness was touching.

This book made me feel strangely awkward, because I'm afraid of finding my own story in it. I take books too seriously.

There is beauty in the midst of tragedy. As if beauty were condensing in the heart of ugliness. It's very strange.

It's a wonderful, inspiring feeling to have real friends who love and understand you. I have never had that feeling before.

I really don't know what's happened to me, but I have changed from top to toe. I am living in a strange mixture of memories of yesterday and today.

There can be no deeper despair, no pain less easy to assuage, than losing a husband when you are young.

What will become of me? I do not know where am I going or what tomorrow will bring.