Nobody loves the light like the blind man.

There is a determined though unseen bravery that defends itself foot by foot in the darkness against the fatal invasions of necessity and dishonesty. Noble and mysterious triumphs that no eye sees, and no fame rewards, and no flourish of triumph salutes. Life, misfortunes, isolation, abandonment, poverty, are battlefields that have their heroes; obscure heroes, sometimes greater than the illustrious heroes.

Not seeing people permits us to imagine them with every perfection.

There are things stronger than the strongest man.

Reason is intelligence taking exercise. Imagination is intelligence with an erection.

To contemplate is to look at shadows.

Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing she hath wings.