“Virgil is serene and lovely like a marble Apollo in the moonlight; Homer is a beautiful, animated youth in the full sunlight with the wind in his hair.”

— Helen Keller , book The Story of My Life

Source: The Story of My Life (1903), Ch. 21

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American author and political activist 1880–1968

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