THE most important day I remember in all my life is the one on which my teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, came to me

Blindness is an unfortunate handicap but true vision does not require the eyes.

Smell is a fallen angel.

I believe that God is in me as the sun is in the colour and fragrance of a flower - the Light in my darkness, the Voice in my silence.

Certainly it is one of our sweetest experiences that when we are touched by some noble affection or pure joy, we remember the dead most tenderly, and feel more powerfully drawn to them.

It is better to have no sight than it is to have no vision.

The beginning of my life was simple and much like every other little life. I came, I saw, I conquered, as the first baby in the family always does.