The only real blind person at Christmas time is he who has not Christmas in his heart.
To be blind is bad, but worse is to have eyes and not see.
The clatter of a changing world is not pleasant, and those who have enjoyed the comforts and protection of the old order may be shocked and unhappy when they behold the vigorous young builders of a new world sweeping away their time-honored antiquities.
The most beautiful world is always entered through imagination.
Life is a daring adventure or nothing.
The million little things that drop into your hands, The small opportunities each day brings, He leaves us free to use or abuse, And goes unchanging along His silent way