The Story of My LifeGrosset & Dunlap, 1905 - 441 ˹éÒ The autobiography of Helen Keller, who lost both sight and hearing by illness at nineteen months, and became a famous author and lecturer. |
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ADAMS KELLER Alexander Graham Bell Anagnos asked baby beautiful began Bell blind girls braille bright deaf child delighted doll eager EDWARD EVERETT HALE English enjoy everything eyes father feel felt fingers flowers Frost Fairies Frost King give glad hand happy hear heart Helen Keller idea interest kind King Frost kiss knew language laugh Laura Bridgman LAURENCE HUTTON learned lessons letter little blind little friend little girl Little Lord Fauntleroy little sister live look manual alphabet means MICHAEL ANAGNOS Mildred mind Miss Keller Miss Sullivan morning mother never Perkins Institution play pleasant pleasure pretty pupil Radcliffe remember seems sentences soul SOUTH BOSTON speak speech spelled story sweet talk taught teach teacher tell things thought told touch trees Tuscumbia understand walk wonderful words Wrentham write written wrote
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˹éÒ 125 - O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree?
˹éÒ 418 - Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead!
˹éÒ 112 - ... the thoughts that burn in his soul. Then, too, there is in German literature a fine reserve which I like; but its chief glory is the recognition I find in it of the redeeming potency of woman's self-sacrificing love. This thought pervades all German literature and is mystically expressed in Goethe's "Faust": All things transitory But as symbols are sent. Earth's insufficiency Here grows to event. The indescribable Here it is done. The Woman Soul leads us upward and on f Of all the French writers...
˹éÒ 412 - It would have been difficult to find a happier child than I was as I lay in my crib at the close of that eventful day and lived over the joys it had brought me, and for the first time longed...
˹éÒ 58 - For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
˹éÒ 386 - OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in some divine expression, Even as the troubled heart doth make In the white countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels.
˹éÒ 20 - Someone took it, and I was caught up and held close in the arms of her who had come to reveal all things to me, and, more than all things else, to love me.
˹éÒ 19 - Have you ever been at sea in a dense fog, when it seemed as if a tangible white darkness shut you in, and the great ship, tense and anxious, groped her way toward the shore with plummet and sounding-line, and you waited with beating heart for something to happen? I was like that ship before my education began, only I was without compass or sounding-line, and had no way of knowing how near the harbour was. "Light! give me light!
˹éÒ 15 - The few signs I used became less and less adequate, and my failures to make myself understood were invariably followed by outbursts of passion. I felt as if invisible hands were holding me, and I made frantic efforts to free myself.
˹éÒ 22 - I felt a misty consciousness as of something forgotten— a thrill of returning thought; and somehow the mystery of language was revealed to me. I knew then that "water" meant the wonderful cool something that was flowing over my hand. That living word awakened my soul, gave it light, hope, joy, set it free!