Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But theres a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see. – Helen Keller
My darkness has been filled with the light of intelligence, and behold, the outer day-lit world was stumbling and groping in social blindness. – Helen Keller
I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times but it is vague, like a breeze among flowers. – Helen Keller
Once I knew only darkness and stillness… my life was without past or future… but a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hand that clutched at emptiness, and my heart leaped to the rapture of living. – Helen Keller