Oh, you think the darkness is your ally, but you merely adopted the dark. I was born in it. Molded by it.

What a strange life I lead- a kind of Cinderella-life-half glitter in crystal shoes, half mice and cinders! But it is a wonderful life all the same.

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.

So much has been given me I have no time to ponder over that which has been denied.

The things you do today that you don't have to do will determine who, what, and where you will be when it is too late to do anything about the things you should have done.

The country is governed for the richest, for the corporations, the bankers, the land speculators, and for the exploiters of labor.

What could be worse than being born without sight? Being born with sight and no vision.