The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen nor even touched, but just felt in the heart.
Hellen Keller, 11 years old, writting a letter to the Reverend Phillips Brooks
I used to wish that I could see pictures with my hands as I do statues, but now I do not often think about it because my dear Father has filled my mind with beautiful pictures, even of things I cannot see. If the light were not in your eyes, dear Mr. Brooks, you would understand better how happy your little Helen was when her teacher explained to her that the best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen nor even touched, but just felt in the heart. Every day I find out something which makes me glad.
Happiness consists in frequent repetition of pleasure.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
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