
Is it not true, then, that my life with all its limitations touches at many points the life of the World Beautiful?
— Helen Keller
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THE LIBRARY
Words to return to, with the context behind them.

Is it not true, then, that my life with all its limitations touches at many points the life of the World Beautiful?

I have often sung to drown my sorrow, but seldom to express my happiness.

The aim of life is self-development.

Let us do our best endeavours to persuade them; but however, if reason and justice lead thee to it, do it, though they be never so much against it.

Everything has two handles: one by which it may be borne, another by which it cannot.

The perception of what is small is (the secret of) clear-sightedness; the guarding of what is soft and tender is (the secret of) strength.

A man sits as many risks as he runs.

The silent heart encourages her; O friend, never strike sail to a fear!

I have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding.

I tenderly love these friends; I have, unknown to them, been for many months in the habits of daily kindness towards them; but they believe that I wish to injure them, and it is that prejudice which I wish to overcome.

The teacher who walks in the shadow of the temple, among his followers, gives not of his wisdom but rather of his faith and his lovingness.

Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.

We encourage a vicious indolence and inactivity, which we falsely call delicacy; instead of hardening their minds by the severer principles of reason and philosophy, we breed them to useless arts, which terminate in vanity and sensuality.

The man was still in the making, as much as the Middlemarch doctor and immortal discoverer, and there were both virtues and faults capable of shrinking or expanding.

You are a good doctor, Teddy, and such a comfortable friend.

The rapid rush through the air gives me a delicious sense of strength and buoyancy, and the exercise makes my pulses dance and my heart sing.

I have often been utterly astonished, since I came to the north, to find persons who could speak of the singing, among slaves, as evidence of their contentment and happiness.

It is a sad thing to think of, but there is no doubt that genius lasts longer than beauty.