It is better to have no sight than it is to have no vision.

Happiness is the final and perfect fruit of obedience to the laws of life.

Happiness calls out responsive gladness in others. There is enough sadness in the world without yours ... never doubt the excellence and permanence of what is yet to be. Join the great company of those who make the barren places of life fruitful with kindness.

I can see in what you call the dark, but which to me is golden.

When all you can feel are the shadows, turn your face towards the sun.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived. The odors of fruits waft me to my southern home, to my childhood frolics in the peach orchard. Other odors, instantaneous and fleeting, cause my heart to dilate joyously or contract with remembered grief. Even as I think of smells, my nose is full of scents that start awake sweet memories of summers gone and ripening fields far away.

The most pathetic person in the world is someone who has sight, but has no vision.