"The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision."
"Where once stood the steadfast pines, great, beautiful, sweet, my hand touched raw, moist stumps. All about lay broken branches, like the antlers of stricken deer. The fragrant, piled-up sawdust swirled and tumbled about me. An unreasoning resentment flashed through me at the ruthless destruction of the beauty that I love."
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Source: Helen Keller (2012). “The World I Live In and Optimism: A Collection of Essays”, p.28, Courier Corporation
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