Toleration is the greatest gift of the mind.

The most important day I remember in all my life is the one on which my teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, came to me. I am filled with wonder when I consider the immeasurable contrasts between the two lives which it connects. It was the third of March, 1887, three months before I was seven years old.

If we do not like our work, and do not try to get happiness out of it, we are a menace to our profession as well as to ourselves.

I long to accomplish a great and noble task, but it is my chief duty to accomplish small tasks as if they were great and noble.

If the blind put their hands in God's, they find their way more surely than those who see but have not faith or purpose.

No loss by flood and lightning, no destruction of cities and temples by the hostile forces of nature, has deprived man of so many noble lives and impulses as those which his intolerance has destroyed.

Ideas without action are useless.