And from that came: Life or Theatre? - Charlotte Salomon

My life began when my grandmother decided to take hers, when I found out that my mother's whole family did the same thing [told bij het grandfather c. 1941], when I found out that I am the only one surviving, and when I felt the same inclination deep inside of me, craving for despair and death.

I became my mother, my grandmother. I learned to travel all their paths and became all of them.. .I knew I had a mission, and no power on earth could stop me.

Charlotte: 'I have some more [paintings she recently made] to show you'.
Daberlohn: Well, let's meet this evening... ..
Isn't it absurd to address each other so formally? You're such a baby – here, let me hold your hand.. ..Real painter's hands'.
Charlotte: 'To me they're just ugly'.. ..'You would be a wonderful subject for a portrait -'
Daberlohn (to himself) : 'Little girl, if you only knew what one has to go through to be able to paint'.