"Journalism can never be silent: that is its greatest virtue and its greatest fault. It must speak, a..." — Henry Grunwald

In medicine as well as in romantic poetry, it is the heart that is the center and controlling mechanics of life. If the heart stops, life stops. The loss of sight doesn't not mean death. Yet for ages, the eyes was believed to contain a human being's vital essence - a not wholly irrational belief.

My eyes don't work, at least not fully, because they are blocked by disease. The scene around me appears through a kind of curtain, a haze.

It is part of the fundamental impulse in all living things to reach for light, part of the indomitable will to see.

One must measure and conduct one's life on its own terms.