Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow.

The few who profit from the labor of the masses want to organize the workers into an army which will protect the interests of the capitalists.

Personally I do not believe in a national agency devoted only to the negro blind because in spirit and principle I am against all segregation, and the blind already have difficulties enough without being cramped and harassed by social barriers.

Hope sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible.

Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disenfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourse of my book friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness.

The attempt to suppress an idea has always and everywhere proved a failure.

I hung about the dangerous frontier of "guess," avoiding with infinite trouble to myself and others the broad valley of reason.