Archive for the ‘Helen Keller’ Category

Optimism that does not count the cost is like a house built on sand

Saturday, March 13th, 2010
house on sand

It is a mistake always to contemplate the good and ignore the evil, because by making people neglectful it lets in disaster. There is a dangerous optimism of ignorance and indifference. It is not enough to say that the twentieth…

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No matter how dull, or how mean, or how wise a man is, he feels that happiness is his indisputable right

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010
peaceful field

Could we choose our environment, and were desire in human undertakings synonymous with endowment, all men would, I suppose, be optimists. Certainly most of us regard happiness as the proper end of all earthly enterprise. The will to…

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My happiness is so deep that it is a faith

Monday, February 15th, 2010
sunrise

Most people measure their happiness in terms of physical pleasure and material possession. Could they win some visible goal which they have set on the horizon, how happy they could be! Lacking this gift or that circumstance, they…

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The test of all beliefs is their practical effect in life

Monday, January 25th, 2010
crystal ball

It be true that optimism compels the world forward, and pessimism retards it, them it is dangerous to propagate a pessimistic philosophy. One who believes that the pain in the world outweighs the joy, and expresses that unhappy…

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Toleration is the greatest gift of the mind; it requires the same effort of the brain that it takes to balance oneself on a bicycle.

Wednesday, December 30th, 2009
Norman Anderson on Racing Bicycle, 1914

She is logical and tolerant, most trustful of a world that has treated her kindly.

Once when some one asked her to define “love,” she replied, “Why, bless you, that is easy; it is what everybody feels for everybody else.”

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The desire and will to work is optimism itself

Sunday, December 13th, 2009
work hands

…my optimism is grounded in two worlds, myself and what is about me. I demand that the world be good, and lo, it obeys. I proclaim the world good, and facts range themselves to prove my proclamation overwhelmingly true. To what good I open the doors of my being, and jealously shut them against what is bad. Such is the force of this beautiful and willful conviction, it carries itself in the face of all opposition.

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Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it

Friday, November 20th, 2009
Hope

I know what evil is. Once or twice I have wrestled with it, and for a time felt its chilling touch on my life; so I speak with knowledge when I say that evil is of no consequence, except as a sort of mental gymnastic. For the very reason…

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To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug

Monday, February 2nd, 2009
mossy ground

I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me. Occasionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song.

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