Margot and I started packing our most important belongings into a satchel. The first thing I stuck in was this diary, and then curlers, handkerchiefs, schoolbooks, a comb and some old letters. Preoccupied by the thought of going into hiding, I stuck the craziest things in the satchel, but I’m not sorry. Memories mean more to me than dresses.

— Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl, Penguin Books (2008), Ch. Wednesday, July 8, 1942, p. 20, 1947