A man who had been blind from babyhood until his late 20s tried to tell what it was like to see: "At first the myriad of detail demanded so much attention I had to try not to look at things. There was, and still is, no ugliness in things that can be seen. Even a wad of paper, wet and soggy in a dirty gutter, contains design and color that are not unpleasant to look upon. All things are beautiful . . . and I have found life is beautiful, too . . . Thanks...
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