Bolkenstein, a Minister, was speaking on the Dutch programme from London, and he said that they ought to make a collection of diaries and letters after the war. Of course, they all made a rush at my diary immediately. Just imagine how interesting it would be if I were to publish a romance of the "Secret Annexe. " The title alone would be enough to make people think it was a detective story.
"You don't believe in God," I said to Stein. "God is a word banging around in the human nervous system. He exists about as much as Santa Claus. " "Santa Claus has had a tremendous influence, exist or not. " "For children. " "Lots of saints have died for God with a courage that's hardly childish. " "That's part of the horror. It's all a fantasy. It's all for nothing. "