Even more amazing than the wonders of Nature are the powers of the spirit.

It is a terrible thing to see and have no vision.

There is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors, and no slave who has not had a king among his.

Where once stood the steadfast pines, great, beautiful, sweet, my hand touched raw, moist stumps. All about lay broken branches, like the antlers of stricken deer. The fragrant, piled-up sawdust swirled and tumbled about me. An unreasoning resentment flashed through me at the ruthless destruction of the beauty that I love.

Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than exposure.

The mystery of language was revealed to me. I knew then that 'W-A-T-E-R' meant the wonderful cool something that was flowing over my hand. That living word awakened my soul, gave it light, joy, set it free.

Every one of us is blind and deaf until our eyes are opened to our fellowmen, until our ears hear the voice of humanity.