More than at any other time, when I hold a beloved book in my hand my limitations fall from me, my spirit is free.

The best things in life are unseen, thats why we close our eyes when we kiss, cry, and dream

I have never believed that my limitations were in any sense punishments or accidents. If I had held such a view, I could never have expected the strength to overcome them.

Be happy. Talk happiness.

The attempt to suppress an idea has always and everywhere proved a failure.

To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.

Once I knew the depth where no hope was and darkness lay on the face of all things. Then love came and set my soul free.