My fingers are tickled to delight by the soft ripple of a baby's laugh...
Blind people are just like seeing people in the dark. The loss of sight does not impair the qualities of mind and heart.
What would be worse than being born blind? She replied, To have sight without vision.
There are moments when I feel that the Shylocks, the Judases, and even the Devil are broken spokes in the great wheel of good which shall in due time be mad whole.
In a word, literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourse of my book-friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness.
My friends have made the story of my life. In a thousand ways they have turned my limitations into beautiful privileges.