It Is Hard To Interest Those Who

More Than At Any Other Time, When I Hold A Beloved Book In My Hand My Limitations Fall From Me, My Spirit Is Free.

I Cannot Remember How I Felt When The Light Went Out Of My Eyes. I Suppose I Felt It Was Always Night And Perhaps I Wondered Why The Day Did Not Come.

The Danger Of Having The Constitution Twisted And Misconstrued To Support Vested Interests And Prejudices Must Be Guarded Against If American Democracy Is To Maintain A Progressive Character.

When Indeed Shall We Learn That We Are All Related One To The Other, That We Are All Members Of One Body?

Hold Out Your Hands To Feel The Luxury Of The Sunbeams.