Blindness Sometimes, I feel I am really blessed to be blind because I probably would not last a minute if I were able to see things. Sometimes, I feel I am really blessed to be blind because I probably would not last a minute if I were able to see things.YOU MAY ALSO LIKE »We all have ability. The difference is how we use it.Eyes lie if you ever look into them for the character of the person.You can’t base your life on other people’s expectations.We may remark in passing that to be blind and beloved may, in this world where nothing is perfect, be among the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness. The supreme happiness in life is the assurance of being loved; of being loved for oneself, even in spite of oneself; and this assurance the blind man possesses. In his affliction, to be served is to be caressed. Does he lack anything? no. Possessing love he is not deprived of light. A love, moreover, that is wholly pure. There can be no blindness where there is this certainty.A blind man will not thank you for a looking-glass.What a blind person needs is not a teacher but another self.