I have just finished reading The Diary of Anne Frank, for those unfamiliar souls, Anne Frank was a young and charming girl forced into hiding with her family during a period of Nazi occupation of the Netherlands from 1942 to 1944.
The book is a great deal more than the chronicles of a young girls life. Her grasp of language, emotion, motivation and the things that reside within us all is undoubtedly cause for inspiration.
In the closing entries, Anne comes to truly reflect on the nature of her being, and describes a soul that I cannot help but find parallel with. Questions thrash inside me, if I can have such things in common with a 15 year old Jewish girl from 1944, might I find them in others too? How many of us fight the unruly beast that is self. Do we all hold an ideal within us, one that seems only to visit during the loneliest times. Is young Anne the one person who truly revealed herself, if only to the scrawled pages of a diary.
To those who have trusted enough to show the truth within, read this book, if only to know that truth is within all of us.