The Heart Of A Friend Gives Out

The Mystery Of Language Was Revealed To Me. I Knew Then That 'w-a-t-e-r' Meant The Wonderful Cool Something That Was Flowing Over My Hand. That Living Word Awakened My Soul, Gave It Light, Joy, Set It Free.

Every Modern War Has Had Its Roots In Exploitation.

There Is Joy In Self-forgetfulness. So I Try To Make The Light In Others' Eyes My Sun, The Music In Others' Ears My Symphony, The Smile On Others' Lips My Happiness.

The Worst Thing Is To Be Born Sighted But To Lack Vision.

A Well-educated Mind Will Always Have More Questions Than Answers.