There is nothing more beautiful, I think, than the evanescent fleeting images and sentiments presented by a language one is just becoming familiar wi… - Helen Keller

I was rather unwilling to study Latin grammar. It seemed absurd to waste time analyzing, every word I came across — noun, genitive, singular, feminine — when its meaning was quite plain. I thought I might just as well describe my pet in order to know it — order, vertebrate; division, quadruped; class, mammalia; genus, felinus; species, cat; individual, Tabby.

"Love is something like the clouds that were in the sky before the sun came out, " she replied. Then in simpler words than these, which at the time I could not have understood, she explained; " You cannot touch the clouds, you know; but you feel the rain and know how glad the flowers and the thirsty earth are to have it after a hot day. You cannot touch love either; but you feel the sweetness that it pours into everything. Without love, you would not be happy or want to play."

If it is true that the violin is the most perfect of musical instruments, then Greek is the violin of human thought.