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

What if in my waking hours a sound should ring through the silent halls of hearing? ... Would the bow and string tension of life snap? Would the heart over weighted with sudden joy stop beating for very excess of happiness?

When one door of hapiness closes, another opens.

Trying to write is very much like trying to put a Chinese puzzle together. We have a pattern in mind which we wish to work out in words; but the words will not fit the spaces, or, if they do, they will not match the design.

Look the world straight in the eye.

A well-educated mind will always have more questions than answers.

Worse than being blind would be to be able to see but not have any vision.